Your flesh a simple price, to feast for a dark night
Then pays the rent, her body no more the different
Today her torn dress, with thread she failed to mend
Love united, to heal a daughter and fix that torn dress
But father kept in the dark, a simple conspiracy agreed
Choice a tool, now never to take form, here a knife edge
Now time ticked, then laid him deep to his old grave
A daughter shame, a worm digging deeper in her brain
It’s shadow twists, claws and consumes all she views
blood no thicker than water, when white washed away
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