Dec 2018
your pathetic apologies did not
save you then,
your pitiful threats of war do not
save you now,
you are lucky i carry the mercy
of a mother in my soul.
save you then,
your pitiful threats of war do not
save you now,
you are lucky i carry the mercy
of a mother in my soul.
because if i didn’t,
i would pull the rain from the clouds
and drown you in their sorrows.
i would pull the rain from the clouds
and drown you in their sorrows.
