The plummet of my soul
Creates life in graves
Tragic moments erupts unexpected
Inside the mind of caves
You hear the atmosphere blindly
Not a sure of the whistling growls
Fear similar to a child
From the echo howls
His child-bearer taken from life
Left naked in vulnerability
The serpent slithers its way
From the dark corners of this cave
his divine tasteful nature
Clothes the coldness inside
Temperature decompresses
The fruit of Love to arise
With no one here
To console this fear
Sin sits near
Hiding in blissful cheer
I plow below in curiosity
Reveal the presence that’s bare
Who arrived boldly?
In trial to propose fresh air
Receive openly and unaware
Creatures were conceived within
Misery accompanied secretly
For rain of tribulations to begin
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