FAMILY TREE
- Dark Poets Club
- Oct 21
- 1 min read
By Amanda Danger
I never wanted
To be the
Apple of your eye –
That fruit is poisoned:
Brutal blows
Fall on
Alabaster skin Bruised
Globes
Rotting
On the Tree of Life
A starving child
Fed on
Tainted fruit
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