How do I tell her the sad and ugly truth?
Her son’s been denied his adventurous youth
A bite of curiosity turned into a nightmare
If only the little boy was playing elsewhere
I know that she loves me and I love her too
But the blood from my heart is now a Prussian blue
It’s trapped in my head now, that picture of murder
Dear friend, please advise me. How do I tell her?
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Xeno Hemlock 