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Written by Brenda Lewis   
Friday, 06 November 2009 06:54

My demonic  captors reviled at my speechless

murmurs of pain; so unbearable, as to leave a mind

vacant where body is broken and desecrated-

 

 

 

Through vacant eyes I watched, as they bound

me with immortal chains to my punishment-

 

I cried out for deliverance from what

had become my eternal tomb-

 

I wept but the Demons mocked me, for my

pleading fell upon closed ears-

 

My soul floundered drowning in a pool of

tormented hopelessness-

 

Hope had abandoned me to the inky black

bondage of my hell-

 

I wished for death, but death had already

claimed me with open arms-

 

There is no escape and there is no hope

for my redemption, for God's face has

turned from me-

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