Wash away my sins, I  pleaded god
Not a serene soul I am, as people suppose
There is a devil deep inside me, growing strong with time
In search of a way to get rid of the evil, here I stand clueless
“Don’t worry my child!!I’ll be there for you”
Heard the words more like whispers, from the deepest corner of my room
A ray of hope creeped in, brushing away my woe and I wept with joy

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