I refuse to love you anymore.
You may crave for me
But I am not that person anymore.
The searing pain
I wish it not away.
While your battles last
Within me it’ll stay.
I held the devil’s hand,
Slipping from the angel’s hold.
This cannot be your home,
It is soulless , I am told.
I would tear my strength
And send it all your way
Just to buy the Lord’s grace
So my withering greens would sway.
No redemption
Some choices forever stay.
No grace for a fool,
Withering greens don’t sway.
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