I see the same eyes
a father, a daughter
in one grows hatred
in the other, love fostered
I look to the Moon
and often I ponder
how could an angel
be made from a monster
Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 12:29 PM UTC
I see the same eyes
a father, a daughter
in one grows hatred
in the other, love fostered
I look to the Moon
and often I ponder
how could an angel
be made from a monster
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