In the twilight came a figure
Full of unruly hurt..
Down the rapid cruel Manor
Came paradise through heavens door.
There stood an angel dressed in white.
The sparkle of the light..
Came shining down upon her soul
Of some dark broken hole.
The sacred religion of it all
Forever loathed the disappointment of the fall.
But failure to be present and distrust.
Brought worry and agitation amongst the lust.
Now during this mindful blessing in disquise.
We learned that the truth must cover the lies.
Mutually together we will bury our darkest soul.
So united we will stand in whole.
©terrylin53
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