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Fathered By Infection

You say I'm a whore, father But who created me? You say I'm a prostitute to society But who prostituted me? You say I'm a perversion of beauty, father But who perverted me? You say I aborted your love, father But who aborted me? you say there's a darkness behind my eyes But who placed the darkness there? You say my heart is rotten, father But who placed the worm in it's core? You say you fear me, this demon in my soul But who instilled this hate, who set the demon free? You turned your back on me, father for fear of catching this infection But father, oh daddy dearest, who infected me? Can you undo what you have done, daddy Or must I do it for you?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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