When darkness absorbs your decency
leaving your body soulless, with an open vacancy,
emptiness covers your once amiable face
leaving of its benignity no trace.
When your hands covered of blood,
take another innocent life with an asphyxiating hug,
the clouds cry tears of rain,
goodness becomes insane.
But forgiveness is not discriminating,
its unavoidably determining,
to one day purify your blackened soul,
reduced to a piece of coal.
Confess your horrifying sins of despair,
and turn away from the demons lair,
so that one day your penitentiary chains
are broken and you'll be free from all restrains.
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