BORN DEAD

BORN DEAD

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BORN DEAD Born black blood shed, Weeping voices heard From the arms of the holder, Pains of love smashed their hearts Hearts wept but none cared. They fought and quarreled, My eyes ran into my feet Scared and exasperated, Saddened by the wrath of the beasts. Raised in the battle of angry lions, Taught forgiveness is to execute Lost myself and died young The kinship meant nothing. The love of the mother Have I never seen, Hidden in the darkness The kinship meant nothing. Human but no humanity, Alive but died mysteriously Traumatized with no future Wish were I born dead. Written by Philemon MUNEZERO
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Blood Keepers Book Two I didn't think this would be how living as a Keeper would be. It was challenging yet at the same time I had a life of my own. I thought everything was fine but then I found out something. Something big. My family's link to the royal throne was closer than I thought. Perhaps there was a reason behind me being chosen as a Keeper. Then love falls into it. Life was great. I was happy. Then the Queen introduced me to someone I can't help but to feel as though I have to help her. But what if it's hopeless? Is love really enough?

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