The Nun the Witch
So many they were
Beloved and dear
Here ,lonely on a desert ground
No soul around
Emotions buried deep under
Mind long ago stopped to learn nor wonder
Life is just a breath out ,a breath in
No values virtue equals sin
Damned to be crucified
Not be redeemed or purified
Words turned into sounds of emptiness
Love is hate ,misery is happiness
Can't tell which is which
The holy is a sinner ,the nun is a witch
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