Oh my dear sire, why do you constantly hurt us? You punish and beat us, even when you are happy. Is there no kindness in your life anymore?
To beat and kill your wife then to beat and punish us in every way you can imagine. Why cannot we just die? 'Because I own you. You cannot die without forfeiting' the sighs we express quietly are ignored and yet with every word you slowly bury us, knowing that we cannot die.
I apologize, your highness. I relinquish our contract. It is up to my brothers to do the same.
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Poems from beyond the grave...
PoetryMainly poetry. Some thoughts and maybe a few song lyrics that I write.
