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Purgatory

A lonely soul, swimming in a sea of seething pain.

A lonely soul, soundlessly crying out for help.

A lonely soul once reveling in primal urges, torture by visions of sins pasts.

My lonely soul….. Begging to be saved.

Rescue me from purgatory, free my bounds that I may right the wrongs of days bygone.

Enlighten the light within me that it can once again burn bright.

Gird my heart that it shall never again take flight from the evils of men and demons alike.

Take my soul to thee, that I may experience inner peace.

Take my thoughts to thine that I may catch a glimpse of thy face.

Your gaze soothes like a flood of cool water on a burning stone.

My soul steams forth its evil intentions even as my heart cracks and my back breaks.

Sometimes my soul revolts, tired of this seemingly endless wait.

Sometimes my heart despairs, rending into ragged pieces as it cannot bear this pain.

But still, Still yet I sojourn in purgatory, knowing that one day thou shall descry my

plea….. Knowing that one day my soul shall know peace.

Heed not the scornful laughter of my foes

Hearken not to the vituperation of those I’ve hurt.

Retire to your revered throne and be adorned with thy crown of mercy.

The scepter of salvation be at thy side even as my case be called.

I stand before you as empty as can be.

I stand before you even as more emptier than the day I was born.

Creator, I stand before you unburdened. Less of a man than the day I died.

A stitch in time is said to save nine. My time I spent as loosely as the wind.

Like the pharaohs of old, hubris was my everyday companion.

A lonely soul, standing before you,

A lonely soul, waiting to be judge,

A lonely soul, hoping for undeserved mercy,

My lonely soul…… begging to be accepted.

Fin.

Twitter handle: @Volturi_Lord

Fareed Zakaria: DankarO ShintO is a err… weird personal friend of mine who has no idea who he is and hopes he never does. He dreams of a better world though, where chickens can cross the road without having their motives questioned. Also he likes hitting things with sticks. He scribbles at WahalaCentral.wordpress.com and hopes y’alll pays him a visit soon.

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