Hour

Apparently I do not matter
To the ones I love the most
Meaning only to love
With the gifts I was given

Denied true friendship
Because of well hidden lies
Tearing me apart
Limb from limb

My hour has already come and gone
Those I love missed it all
The glory of the Resurrection
Next comes Ascension

What will they say then?

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