The coding is messed up, but this is an acrostic poem.
Hell rolled out on angel's wings in an
Ignorant search for her.
Depths they searched, leaving her
Dying to scream out to them
Enveloped in the earth
Neatly buried in a man made box,
But she's already met hell
Unrevealing; hell in the form of a man.
Raped and rearranged,
Innocence torn from her,
Even more with degrading flesh.
Draped in rags; no longer found on milk cartons
Forever passed by her unknown grave, and was
Oblivious to those who have walked over it.
Redeemed to freedom, her killer walks
Grace touched the devil.
Openly deceitful about his last victim he
Taped up the holes
Tapered into nothing, because
Everything she had, he had taken.
Nearer to God she lies.
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