DO YOU KNOW ME?
No! You don't... I am a crimal I am prodigal I am a child of wrath I am son of disobedience I am a slave. Slaved to sin and it's desires I am a child of this world walking in it's lust I am that one caught in the net of secret sins I am a child, whose father is devil, the father of lies I am a harlot caught in the very act brought before the judge by the same people who are so deep in the same things I was found guilty off; but my judgement was talking from me cause I was by no means worthy justifying😭. The petition written against me was strong with evidence and proves undeniablely which made it easier for me to be condemned, sentenced to death by hanging.😭 Oh... there! The judge: looking up with just my eyeballs rowed up in blush cause I couldn't raise my shameful face because of my deeds was horrible and stigmatising, I couldn't see his face rather a blur image due to the streams of tears rowing down to my cheek like a water fall😭. Ohh... The voice of glamour