first the shadow
quick and darkening the world
A looming doom
then the sonic boom
punches and words
Strikes and boards
the only batteries dreamed off
for toys and torches
you stayed still
Expectant
But torture arrives
instead of nurture
learning early the cost of love
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Forgiveness
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