A child is born in sin
Regret takes her places
Both parties
Just want her “away”
From them.
Seemingly undeniable
The truth lingers within the lie.
There is no judge or jury for this
Just an inability to cry.
Tender hands reaching out
Trying to find love
Where there is none.
Running through a forest one day
I let everything hurt me along the way.
I know you are here, I can see that,
But are you going to stay?
Little blue eyes peek out
Wanting nothing but love
But it won’t come
For many, many years.
Finally shattered and afraid
Left stagnant in a life I hated to live.
Stalking the night like a predator
Feeling like I had nothing to give.
Mistaken for a fortune
Brought up, completely
By mistake.
One two, I buckled my shoe
Three four, I shut the door
Five, six, fuck the sticks
Seven, eight, love this hate.
Josephine Ranes 
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