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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Blood Never Forgets
life before the bruises
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
In His Embrace, I Slowly Died
where your love left me exiled
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Big Daddy
each word I uttered, I heard your voice
Cold Inheritance
in the end you finally broke my heart
Blood Never Forgets
life before the bruises
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When No One Saw and No One Heard
the soil soaked in my hurried hurt