He came,
the dark son…
Followed by the sweet shadow,
dark and tall…
A honorable figure
with a respected smile…
A perfect picture.
As he pushed me
up against the wall.
He prayed for mercy
in the lords hands.
He asked for forgiveness
as he tored the child
within me to pieces.
He is my father
and the father to you all.
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