Awoke from slumber by a hurtful curse
Tears and wailing
burn my eyes, my throat
The one I honor
For better, for worse
"You bastard !!"
The curse, the verse
To build a moat
my journey begins
to drown and protect
from not my sins
a wall too thick
and much too tall
to hide what is
and what lies within
content to chaos
My...
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