Vengeance was her motive; parental escape
Lovers disgraced; created a beautiful mistake?
No, It was a total utter complete waste

An emptiness in time and all of space
Nothing beautiful about her disgrace
He cheated on her & w/his brother she did replace

Three, around their mother would gather
The hen, they would all sit around & flatter
Only, the child of vengeance never mattered

Sitting with those in the devil’s den
Serving them old crow; that was back then
A time written about w/a child’s quill pen

Lies a mother hung in the nights cool air
Never admitted, as to nothing to repair
Feel no despair; that mother just doesn’t care

~~She birthed a child out of vengeance~~

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