And those who remained would go on to say
“The undeniable terribleness that exists between love and law.”
Grown sick as they jot down the horrors they saw
They say as their children go slack-jaw
Scrubbing their hands raw
Pleading to the above
To send a flood
Mourning their choice to play God
About the Creator
Abigail
I live a little bit of everywhere and write a little bit of everything
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