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Dear Father,
The thorns you've imposed on my back
Welting and blistering with all your woes
How you have burdened me with such pain
No free will, no chance at escape
To adorn thyself in all that glistens under my expense
Have you no care for your own son?
Shall I succum to death, as its melancholy touch carasses my lips
You will gaze upon my lifeless corpse and you will weep
I was born to grow and flourish yet you've encased me in stone
Was this what you've wanted all along?
Tell me father, I need to know"If there's anything I could tell my father, that would be it"