Quatrain of Was Born Into
Not good
I was born into a world I thought
would have lots of
happiness with
anticipation,
As I grew older, I uncovered
many wicked parts
with so much
fascination.
By the time I became an adult,
my soul was left with
sadness and
starvation.
The world I was born into is full
of souls willing to maim
and kill with no
reservation.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11126
Many
wicked
parts
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