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Serendipity

Serendipity

My blood and sweat
I offer thee
For I lost all else 
And more
My eyes are but empty shells
T'was left that way
not born 
My voice a mere whisper,
So hoarse, So raw
My youth I sold
for 3 pence a day
My innocence went along...
I left my little boy begging 
I couldn't take him along
For this ride I'm on is too Fast
Too cruel 
Too unforgiving...
And now I stand before thee
With nothing but my soul
My body spent and raw
My tears all used up
My hands are bound
My hair clenched too tight
And My legs have lost their use 
Oh Master,
I bare my soul to yee
Won't you help me 
lift my pain?
My blood and sweat 
I offer thee 
For I lost all else
and more.
Your bones they cracked 
asyou grew in size
A vile smile you gave me
Your crooked teeth
Your blackening tongue 
And your eyes black 
And dark as obsidian
Yet They spoke in volumes 
they told me tales 
Of my wretched fate 
And my final blow delivered
writhing under yee
Dear Lord in Heaven 
I left my pain behind 
My heart is whole once more 
And my soul is unscathed 
I bring with me just a wish 
A wish so strong to beat
I wish my little boy
will never do to any girl 
what his father did to me...

 

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Lily Cas

I completely agree with Merrill it has been awhile for me too since I have read something in the old tongue that's so perfect and so beautifully written. I absolutely love it! 

xxxxLilly

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Alexa feba

Thank guys it really means a lot
XOXO

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