Growing Up

How cruel you are

Spinning hand of fate

Your heart like tar

Drowning me in hate

Cold is your eye

That pierces the soul

To tear and prey

Every healing hole

Oh devil kin

Unrelenting fire

Prepper of sin

Who flies yet higher

From desperate hands

Who reach with no gain

Much like the sands

We cling to in vain

20160105 EaglePoet

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