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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Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
Dear Father
never hear you tell me you loved me
Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
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Big Daddy
each word I uttered, I heard your voice
Fed on Dirt
we knew neither compassion nor remorse
Dear Father
never hear you tell me you loved me
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Deep Black Eyes
while my moist lips trembled
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air