A Stepmothers Love
Hug him,
Comfort him,
Nurture him,
Her guise a sweet yet cunning ruse.
Break him,
Twist him,
Ruin him,
She was my fathers own to choose.
Hold him,
Calm him,
Kiss him,
A joyless game to play.
Drown him,
Choke him,
Smother him,
I almost died that day.
Breath taking,
Promise making,
Seraphim,
Two minds two worlds apart,
Soul faking,
Heart raking,
Psychopath,
I saw this from the start..
Copyright © Rohan Moran | Year Posted 2016
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