Does it really matter how deep you fall,
One might never hear your silent call,
Your heart may tremble with purity,
She might walk away with mockery.
Being created to serve for love and passion
We, naïve human, may fall for carnal poison,
Heart may think of home with affability,
Broth may see you an idiot of gullibility.
God bestowed patience upon us to endure,
Strength to mend the wings for departure,
A little prayer between lips, for the murderer,
Like it will matter, from how deep you utter.
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