Passionata
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God, don't let me fall, into Satan's trap.
The evil, infamy, and destruction.
Led by my snout, to no longer be free.
In speech, movement, I am tracked.
Simply, shine your light on me and let
me adore, Thee.
Show me the path, only your will I do.
Not some dervishes on Capitol Hill.
A nation founded under God, now falls.
My end, send soon, all morality has gone.
Lies pave the streets like amber coals on fire.
To exist on your earth, unfree, is not my desire!
1/16/2021
3am PST
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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