Like a virgin,
waiting for her lover,
to lovingly make her his own,
I waited.
I waited
for a belief,
to follow through its course.
I waited for my end.
For the end, of a centuries old
house of God.
I was attacked,
raped
and murdered.
By the lovers of the Lord.
- owais
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