Sisters of Grace

I kept your a secrets so long

Now I don’t know how to articulate the pain

I bottled it until it became a wound

Even when it oozed and bled and still I hid

I tried to run from the truth and it found me

You inflicted pain on my soul

I didn’t ask to be here

The creators of my origin the perpetrators

Of my violent beginnings

Your anger was not mine but I absorbed it all

Why do you refuse to see

The hell you created for me, I hope it burns you too

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