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The sun is blazing down

No shadow in sight anywhere

Cannot run or even sweat

Can only lie sore in despair

No need to tell a tale
My sins are etched on stone,

leaning in shame and hate,

over my teasure of dust and bones

The breathing never comes

they curse and stay away

And the nearest quiet one

wished to lie miles away

Hurt is all I ever caused

Never mend a broken heart

If I could be born again

Would I take a different start?

Not even dear to the sward

Who could profit on my day?

I lived my life like a god

And never learnt how to pray

When I raise my voice to heavens

It echoes back to me

The sheer sound of surrender

I don't have it in my plea

Was wrong! I confess!

Was under the devil's sway!

But I couldn't resist the demons

Now have nothing left to say

So till that direst end

Grime sculpt of woe will be

Beware foe and friend

Of my appalling sealed decree