He Whispers in my ear-
Graced by his presance,
Anger grew deep down in a corner of my soul,
But I let him carry on-
Again and Again he uses what is rightfully mine,
I know he's attacking me
But I still fight for him,
I was born to be his,
My father kills me yet...
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Short Story / Other
Poem / Horror
Poem / Poetry
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