God loves everyone they say
For his grace they all pray
But my sins won't be forgiven
For love is something I was never given
I am the demon of lust
There is no one who gives me trust
My nights I spend alone
I am the dark king on his cold throne
By loneliness I am consumed
And to death I'm doomed
The Only One who stands by me
Is someone I cannot see
And with every second grows my pain
I can not break its chain
My way out of darkness' door
Was my shotgun's roar
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Well conceived and elegantly embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Brian and do remain enriched.