I was a varied soul indeed
So lost in hateful bane
And moneyed greed tempting
For I was an unlisted and
Unseen casualty of hate,
Yes the world seemed cruel
And most broken forever
In that time of suffering,
Please give me a safe
And protective shelter
For me and my soul weak.
Monday, 19 April 2010
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