Greed got better of me,
dragging the handcuffs
bombing the spirit!
Yet you stand so still
with unwavering soul.
Your intuition knows me,
futile dreams of absolution!
Hands join for you still believe,
to find my lost caring heart in chaos.
As the end begins, celebration commences
for the Nemesis gave Divine Retribution, death!
Rano / ©aqua_babe3291 / 30.01.18