Secrets

Inside the four walls
I crept and hide
from a monstrous curse
that runs amok with pride
A past that’s full of hurt and disdain
a house that imprisons
and kills a soul with hate.
Alms for love, mercy from God
plights and cries to the heavens above
Please heed and listen
as I lift off the stain
from this forsaken soul
that only wishes to be save.

 

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