Sold
A quick transaction made
A soul seeking for deposition
Deposited in solid walls
Walls so opaque with no decorations
Walking with passion of sailing the future
Posted with an envy heart of gold
Lend to fears of withdrawal from the dust
Abandoned like a child of a monster
Throbbing with wounds of rejection
I am sold to destitution left by forefathers
Thrown to the field of ghosts and demons
Haunted all day and nights
Withering to all the shameful surroundings
Banked to the highest blazing fears of hell
Seeking for resurrection that shall set me free
I am sold, sold by the one who loved me
The one calling me a friend
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