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Bioshock 2-inspired poem
Soft as satin, dark clouds
behind
Your face with lightning set
alight
So radiant, my child
And now so bright
Cry as only girls can cry
Rapture's estranged butterfly
You lovingly took my hand, and
I
Held it like my lullaby
Swan song for a crow; am I
Rising up into the sky?
No more ADAM, no more EVE
Daddy can now rest in peace
Forgive me, sweetheart
Eleanor!
Big Daddy must now sleep once
more
Inspired by the video game
Bioshock 2, specifically the sad
ending - you should really see
the endings, they're beautiful (;
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