Once upon a time
There was a woman with two beautiful daughters
They were graceful wonders and were to be magnificent women in time
Their mother was a hard working woman who loved them deeply
She was going through her own struggles and chose best to keep them from knowing
The misguided joy she gave to her daughters crept and turned into misery
Foolishly thought she could bare the load by her lonesome
The daughters had no father
Just a shadow of a man who faded away like a memory long forgotten
The daughters were just fine by the loving mother
But now time has been unjust and took the stable of happiness in their lives
Insanely she is of now
Insane she forever will be
No longer the beacon of liveliness and hope she will be for the girls
No home to live in
There was no place to call a sanctuary
The girls protected their thoughts for a better tomorrow that never rose
Life progressed as the darkness consumed their lifestyle
The devil had made his stay in their hearts
The train of thoughts of the once pure was simply tainted and tarnished black
No rainbows of gold and pools of honey as their reality was a cold and thick mud
The woman grew more ill and proposterous as insanity destroyed her core
Children of an deranged soul will never live normal lives
Curses has been in place and here's the beginning acts of a cursed life
Happiness has been drained from the now sorrow-filled girls
Life is cold and bleak
No future to look forward to
Just a dark, twisted fantasy of a rollercoaster going in constant spin
Girls dragged themselves out of bed each morning
Not knowing or caring where the day winds into
Years past and it becomes a beacon of sanity to live in constant disarray
Trouble has grown accustomed to
Fate is a word that has looked and frowned upon them
Slit my throat and it will set you free
Those thoughts never gotten fully tainted by the insanity
One light shone through through another
A generation before her has casted the ray of sun on the girls
Desperation and dispair had choked them with their harshness
The girls bonded through the silence
Saved the energy so given to them by the light
Hope began to make a dream
It took a long time
Girls have become women
Yes, they are magnificent
The light has pierced their hearts
They are able to lead their own lives
Still shakled by the insanity of their mother
It will be the bond that they will share
It will not tear them from limb to limb
It will not dampen their light
Enlightenment of the soul will not be tarnished by the darkness
Their mother, once a beacon of light, is now a dark demontress
If not for biological ties, they will have murdered the wretchful bitch in her place
Let the monster consume only her
The insanity will die with her
It will not poison the souls of the lives after them
Vanquish the devil and its sporns from the mind of the saved
The women will prosper and bare fruitfully
The apples from the tree will roll into new pastures
Giving the fruit a new taste of freedom and life of the one it left behind....
There was a woman with two beautiful daughters
They were graceful wonders and were to be magnificent women in time
Their mother was a hard working woman who loved them deeply
She was going through her own struggles and chose best to keep them from knowing
The misguided joy she gave to her daughters crept and turned into misery
Foolishly thought she could bare the load by her lonesome
The daughters had no father
Just a shadow of a man who faded away like a memory long forgotten
The daughters were just fine by the loving mother
But now time has been unjust and took the stable of happiness in their lives
Insanely she is of now
Insane she forever will be
No longer the beacon of liveliness and hope she will be for the girls
No home to live in
There was no place to call a sanctuary
The girls protected their thoughts for a better tomorrow that never rose
Life progressed as the darkness consumed their lifestyle
The devil had made his stay in their hearts
The train of thoughts of the once pure was simply tainted and tarnished black
No rainbows of gold and pools of honey as their reality was a cold and thick mud
The woman grew more ill and proposterous as insanity destroyed her core
Children of an deranged soul will never live normal lives
Curses has been in place and here's the beginning acts of a cursed life
Happiness has been drained from the now sorrow-filled girls
Life is cold and bleak
No future to look forward to
Just a dark, twisted fantasy of a rollercoaster going in constant spin
Girls dragged themselves out of bed each morning
Not knowing or caring where the day winds into
Years past and it becomes a beacon of sanity to live in constant disarray
Trouble has grown accustomed to
Fate is a word that has looked and frowned upon them
Slit my throat and it will set you free
Those thoughts never gotten fully tainted by the insanity
One light shone through through another
A generation before her has casted the ray of sun on the girls
Desperation and dispair had choked them with their harshness
The girls bonded through the silence
Saved the energy so given to them by the light
Hope began to make a dream
It took a long time
Girls have become women
Yes, they are magnificent
The light has pierced their hearts
They are able to lead their own lives
Still shakled by the insanity of their mother
It will be the bond that they will share
It will not tear them from limb to limb
It will not dampen their light
Enlightenment of the soul will not be tarnished by the darkness
Their mother, once a beacon of light, is now a dark demontress
If not for biological ties, they will have murdered the wretchful bitch in her place
Let the monster consume only her
The insanity will die with her
It will not poison the souls of the lives after them
Vanquish the devil and its sporns from the mind of the saved
The women will prosper and bare fruitfully
The apples from the tree will roll into new pastures
Giving the fruit a new taste of freedom and life of the one it left behind....
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