Evil words were spoken
On bitter covers lay
Praying to him who all kneel before
Most holy
To cleanse sins away

Regrets of choices made
In the early dew of youth
Stand before the judge of the universe
Stripped of earthly body
Remains the glaring truth

Forced to recline on bitter covers
In anxiety and fear until the creator call
Beaming with arrogance
Reflections of heavens gates in pious eyes
To hell the black soul did fall
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby  Dec 18, 2013