The Riddle

by Madalynn R. Miller
(Ohio, Cin.)

Feared from your sudden emergence
There is a considerable divergence
But It's muddled without you
Its limit's perdition
But It's abjured many beliefs
And Its soul has been surrendered to thief's
You gave up on it long before
Resulting in dereliction
It'll never wear out the reasons to knock at your door
You had it at crucifixion
It's extant but unconcious
You deplete it as it smolders
Its limit's perdition
It is me´╗┐

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