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 Night Everything Broke
my mother's suffering drowned my eyes
Thunderous Trumpets Blew
whispered your sweet name into the dark
Fed on Dirt
once infected we couldn't be restored
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The Night Everything Broke
my mother's suffering drowned my eyes
Dear Father
never hear you tell me you loved me
Big Daddy
each word I uttered, I heard your voice
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The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place