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bloom, Child, devoured, field, flowers, Hate, humanity, Hunger, life, meet, preserve, silence, sleep, slumber, smother, tainted, unwanted, white tears
We will meet again,
In the field of flowers,
Surround by white tears,
In full bloom.
And then in silence,
I’ll smother you,
I wish I could,
Grant you eternal slumber…
Sleep now,
You whom no one wanted,
Still you lived and thrived,
And preserved that life.
It is what life does,
Preserving itself,
Still I fucking hate you,
For preserving your own.
The unwanted child,
Was not born a monster,
Tainted by humanity,
Steadily devoured by the hunger.