01-11-2018, 05:48 AM
the daughter
her birth had only been the innocent cause.
he was careful,
she was to blame.
while playing some game
the father grew wings over his head.
i smell the flesh,
bread against hunger.
it was a human mouth.
she was at a loss,
took a knife,
let it cost what it might,
and cut off
his coal-black ravens.
set him free,
we shall be free.
what was she looking for?
the innocent cause,
water against thirst.
the little pitcher, it was empty,
and she had lost.
her birth had only been the innocent cause.
he was careful,
she was to blame.
while playing some game
the father grew wings over his head.
i smell the flesh,
bread against hunger.
it was a human mouth.
she was at a loss,
took a knife,
let it cost what it might,
and cut off
his coal-black ravens.
set him free,
we shall be free.
what was she looking for?
the innocent cause,
water against thirst.
the little pitcher, it was empty,
and she had lost.
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