A Path Unfortunately – Unhinged Poem

I sinned my name,

while you planted trees,

I washed the blood away with lies,

while you gave life to beautiful things,

a song was sung,

and dance was done,

the wicked weaving of a foolish fraud,

perspired inside the dormant beast,

lost in sight,

given in grief,

wished to forget,

forgotten to keep….

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