Slewfoot As A Child

He wanted me dead.

I wanted to die.

Split my eardrums.

Why God? Why?

Scratched my soul.

Ripped at my heart.

Crushing my will.

Just for a start…

Lucifer becons.

Lookit those eyes!

Think he’s done?

Got a surprise…

For you gramps.

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