I did nothing for her,
it's a shame I called
her my wife all through
my fainted conjugal life,
now that she's out of
the mess,
I pray to you;
either I rise from the
sea of sins,
through your forgiving
miraculous benevolence,
my affection towards her
expressed in kind,
lets her forget
callous neglects
the role couldn't afford
to play, withhold
or,
I get drowned,
die a disgraceful death,
without her within,
good or bad
she's not in the scene
anymore.
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