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the fourth installment of the series including poems
They slayed another spirit pure,
Her strength evoked their hate.
In state of madness mind's obscure
And leads straight to Gehenna's gate.
Sick of the cruelty that spread,
The Maker saw the mortal sin,
Saved pristine soul of the dead.
One human heart then let it in.
It was the refugee, her soul –
Undying matter dwelt inside.
After her life the bullet stole,
That gentle substance took to flight.
It chose a female human being
And slipped into her tainted heart.
The tenderness she's been concealing,
Had crushed it to a million shards.
The soul revived her inner beauty,
Erased the thoughts of wicked ways.
Each body's part was crying mutely
Feeling unearthly girl's embrace.
Like phoenix she has been reborn
In human body yet stayed pure.
But doomed to suffer being lorn.
The loss of love God cannot cure.
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