The unrighteously vanquished

matrix

What has come of thou soul 

This terror felt vast upon mine heart overwhelmed with agony

Tis despair that drenches thou soul seen through thous eyes I see

Fulfills the aching heart of these creatures who inflict agony upon humans 

 

Why thee inflicts such pain on mine heart 

I have no quarrel with a single soul

Nor am I he who thou has come to vanquish

So I ask what manner of action is this 

The misery thou has brought my soul

 

 endless misery inflected upon mine heart by thee

Soreness engulfing the body

The body weeping in torment 

Divided through ones limbs once felt pain now turned peace 

As thou soul ascends to the heavens , angels with open arms 

Accept the soul of the unrighteously vanquished 

  • Author: matrix (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 19th, 2024 11:36
  • Category: Fable
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  • Tony36

    Excellent



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