Fool’s Heart Broken
Deep pits of darkness and dwellings of the mole,
Burning flames of hatred casting nets upon the soul.
Brainwashed beings of hopelessness in search of sanity to live by,
Praying God will release the soul and allow the body to die.
For within this flesh lies corruption since was long ago forespoken,
Visions of what's yet to come doth cause this fool's heart broken.
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On wings of my angel, "Afreen," I shall soar to new heights.