The Life Of A Sinner V Poem by Locura Alaam

The Life Of A Sinner V



Would it be love that does so hold
His soul in this so bloody world?
Would it be so far from weird
That fear of whom to him's endeared
Suffering much because of him
With days that are so truly dim
Trap his soul with agony there
And force him to thus sorrow bear?
Or is it that what lies beyond
The gate of life and death is fond
Of his silly heart and stupid brain
Thus kept him living with pain in vain…

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