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In the Garden
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Just a thought! 
My bones now brittle, my soul compromised,
I relinquish my sins to the Devil.
Take me Dark Lord, Let me live by your side,
Give me sustenance to rid my affliction.
Yea, though I walk in a pestilent Garden,
I will sow all your seeds of despair...
The righteous condeemed to eternal damnation,
Their souls weeping blindly, in the abscess of time.
Wrap my ankles in ivy, pull me down in the darkness,
Let me live in the blackness of hell..
No more shall I weep to a mythical creature...
My bones forever sown,
"In the Garden."
by Barry Anderson
