Angel tear’s upon deaf ears
Souls demise among the cries
Hearts of stone cannot atone
Wont and greed prey on need

End of days his pride betrays
A nagging fear as he draws near
Regret will find no peace of mind
One last breath he meets his death

Stoic Poetry

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