Poetry

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Why is it even your own body you degrade,
so that now is your purity so decayed.
Having a mouth, so full of deceit,
and a mind, that abounds with conceit.
Having a bitterness, that conceals your heart,
and living the truth, will you take no part.
And never striving, to do your best,
and those that try, you only detest.
Your light withen, does nolonger shine,
so uses for you, have begun to decline.
For you were to be ready, if ever needed,
but purposes now, have been impeded.
There were things you could have done,
if you remained faithful, and wouldn't run.
But now many things, remain unfulfilled
and not much time is there, too rebuild.
Such a shame it is, what you've become,
for what was to be a temple, is now a slum.

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