My Child

My child, were you born perhaps to die? Sweet child, was that the reason you cry? I brought you in this world filled with grime Sound the trumpets of darkness sans rhyme Because of myself I brought you pain; I gave you the flesh apt to be slain. I curse the one who created me; And […]

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