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Writer's pictureDarkling Thrushes

Manacled Children

We have brought you up in the Lord, 

To watch you practice forbidden magic?

With the rest of the manacled children, 

We played Nirvana for you every night.


Because you danced to 'Negative Creep.'

Cobain’s got hidden messages on tracks. 

And if blood drips down your legs, pour 

It in this Tupperware bowl in the fridge. 

 

We helped you skip school, again, mom’s 

Afraid bringing you into the world was 

A mistake, but I think your dreams are forgiving,

And for you. But now it's up to Cobain.

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