When the pain
outweighs the fear
Dies Irae- more tired than afraid.
Cold sobriety of plain prayer,
Is there anyone here?
Baptism by fire ,
Into Hell I trespassed,
yet even the wicked must rest,
I plead for faith to be restored, resurrected .
The crown is heavier than expected.
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Bresis, how are you. Hope you’re doing ok in this crazy mixed up world.
You haven’t visited vnnf lately. Just wanted to drop- by, say hello.