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The Eternal Damnation
Oh dear lord!
Let her cry a million tears of molten gold
Until the earth consumes , in her bosoms, her faltered soul.
Flames getting high as they could
But clustered within great despair
Was the heart that couldn't move
She felt the earth crush beneath her feet
As the crevices shattered
Broken beyond repair
The moment had come
For the reckoning
The numb creature loomed over it
Rushed to provide it some shelter
But it would not be subdued
The freedom was now it's only refuge
Neither the being
Nor the heart
Could conjure up some solace
One , cause it hadn't the heart
The other , as it wasn't supposed to.
Copyright ©
Mimansa Sharma
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