Disastrous storm of suffering has broken loose,
Unsettling black fog disrupted her misery stage,
Its glorious air cursed into depressing stale,
Sadistic play continued as certain as fate,
Theatrical of distress was each day relive,
Portrayed hardness of heart as virulent plague,
Pride and honor disfigured and unspeakably disgraced,
Virile soul once but ailed and wretched,
Guilt got overthrown while fear diminished,
Stream of tears kept her sedative consoled,
As seductive whisper of end eagerly awaited,
That night death freed she who sinned,
Satan has won again as Angels wept,
Burning gates of hell slammed entirely shut.
By AyaMikail
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