Filial Forlorn
your susurrus of odium are like daggers
imbuing through my fortifying door;
every syllable you utter
every tone you muster
prances into my fragility
sprinkling prickers as dowry
just goad me in the heart, father
goad me in the heart, mother
banish me from your arc
rend me apart
so I could embark
into nothingness.
your susurrus of odium are like daggers
imbuing through my fortifying door;
every syllable you utter
every tone you muster
prances into my fragility
sprinkling prickers as dowry
just goad me in the heart, father
goad me in the heart, mother
banish me from your arc
rend me apart
so I could embark
into nothingness.
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