The mother The daughter
The most loving bond
Brought together by
Water of the womb,
What was the most
Loving
The most
Understanding
The most caring
Connection
The was splattered in black
And came
destruction,
as they spat tongues of fire to each other
hatred being the only string
tying together the daughter and mother
from escaping the other
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Poetry➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight
