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Sinful Glee

I’m trapped in a closet with too much space to breathe;
Trap within myself with no voice to scream.
My soul reflect the harshness of love
And my spirit echoes the deafening silence of hate and odium.
 
Forgiveness they say will set me free but my mind is clouded with the sinful glee.
Thanks to you, I’ve learn to trust and love at a distance with disdain;
Now silently I await your expiration date, trusting my waiting won’t be in vain

(2014)

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