Conceived In Pain
in the beginning there was a seed.. the bad one.
that would be me.
oh why must it grow... dammed be this seed!
the unwanted one.
which refers to me
so much sorrow to harvest this seed... conceived in pain.
that would be me.
along with contempt, so grows the seed. .. the hard one.
which refers to me.
love is spread thin.. will it reach the seed... this one is so needy.
that would be me.
so much sorrow to harvest this seed... conceived in pain.
that would be me...
Copyright © Rebecca Sharp | Year Posted 2006
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