The thoughts upon my head tremble in terror.
I had already lost hope, like I knew...
Her clothes stained crimson and her cheeks gray-blue.
I cannot help but think, what caused this horror?
Where had I been when I should have been there?
Thoughts splashed away, I could only assume.
Creaks in the twilight had left me in tomb.
I longed for God to resurrect my heir.
Gashes, everywhere, it was quite a sight.
In the darkness a predator prevails.
He’s a coward. I looked down, feeling frail.
Then I saw my hand, and it clutched a knife.
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