On Her Death, She Shall Be Free
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On herself much cruelty was afflictedSeldom would it leave her so confused mindNever a trial, yet she was convictedShe would wonder when will the world be kind
Leaving her alone as the unwantedSilent by pretence, never to admitBut by his lies, was forever hauntedHe was nothing by none; a hypocrite
But this demon sent knew how to hurt herEven to smirk in his own devilmentAt unjust penalties she would incurBut not free from his own impenitent
For she knows she has been left out to dieBut on her death the world would see his lie
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2018
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