Thy sins
embrace my throat
whence
serene came.
Lustre through
my gallantry
was
disdained
by thou.
Counterfeit
decay
tries to perish
what once
was fading too,
...me.
Death,
why do you
linger so?
When silence
grows,
approach me
with grace..
Let
your sins
abuse
what
was
never seen
...me
The one
seeking
an
arcane shelter
when
drought
and famine
profoundly
profoundly
drowned
my voice
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