Poem -
The Martyr Always Loses
sold her soul to the devil in every way
for the good of us allĀ she had no dismay
A goddess sent from the heavens above
but was meant to be the Holy Spirit, the dove
always caught in the Devils bargain
she took him down in his evil dark den
The glimmer of her cross glistens from a distant light
talons out to engulf her, she rips free from his fight
canĀ she pray for the fight she never chose, Her downfall is that she left
accepting theĀ sins of the people, what a disastrous regret
his rips and tears began and he ran amok
please let Heaven take this sister to drink from God's golden cup
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Hey NOELLE!!.... sorry I haven't been around much lately......... this was an amazing read........ your stuff always has that astounding back bone lf rhythm and timing causing the reader to become completely engrossed in the narrative you've created her.....LOVE the choice of subject matter.......whn you drink with evil the experience itself can become quickly addictive...... but it's never too late to ask (with a sincere heart)....... for a sip of repentance......... my guess?!....... there's hope......... there's such great power in performing good deeds for others ......thought provoking stuff girlfriend........PINNED!!.........kick ass!!....... LOVE and ROCKETS!!.........T xo.Ā ?āā“ā³ā„ā„ā„