Grown in filth
without love or nurture;
neglect rotted our roots deep below.
Growing pains
from swaying in great storms;
deceit drained our desire to flower.
Leaves wilted
while fungus clogged our veins;
we craved the caress of a rainbow.
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The Devil’s Whisper
caused my life to vanish
Dear Father
never hear you tell me you loved me
Ceased to Be Seen
the woke West works to weaken my mind
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Cold Inheritance
in the end you finally broke my heart
Dear Father
never hear you tell me you loved me
The Night Everything Broke
my mother's suffering drowned my eyes
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Naïve Boy
I always believed life would be fair
When No One Saw and No One Heard
the soil soaked in my hurried hurt
Veins of Corruption
feet dragged in the filth of apathy