Hear, hear,
All that you fear,
Those wretched depths
That have you seared.
Soft, tread lightly,
Little one,
For you have a tormented soul,
Broken, far beyond repair.
Wish carefully,
Little one,
For what you seek could be a curse
And what you oversee, a blessing.
Time and time again,
There comes the pain
What you yearn for is release
What you need is assent.
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