Category : Poems

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So I was so close Yet so far
The torment goes on and on
You wouldn’t know unless you’ve been here
The retched soul being tore day by day
The pain of flesh ripped again and again
The soul cries in lasting rot
As no rest comes at all
Death’s sweet touch is gone for good
Only torment drenches on 
In and out it bares you clean
To tare who you are away from you
Who knows the pain of another!