My Spirit

I’m my father’s bastard and mother’s shame

I live on only by another’s name

Valentine’s Fall accuses them still

His rhymes and riddles you will never kill

He will not rest until His God pays them back

Until they join him in the grave he won’t fade to black

His body dead and his soul departed, but his spirit has a mission

Not a guilty soul will rest despite Chris’s last decision

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