She ran and wept and fled from fate
What travesty had been done
Sworn never to be undone
A life not meant to be
Created so with love to be able to love in turn
No hollow shell for man to use
Perfect sin entwined with flawless purity
Now a birthed child at mothers knee
The living apocolypse hand in hand with innocence
Laugh and grow and learn to feel
To make a choice of eternity
So rests the end in a mortal heart caged in an immortal body
Shaped by a woman's tender heart
One who would dare to defy fate in all fear
So humanity would not be torn at the seams for power
Given a chance of redemption however small it may be
A child who's every step in life will be haunted
Tormented frightfully
To dislodge, to shred and destroy it's given soul
For only a tool of undoing to remain
Meant for man to destroy themselves
Greedy fools seeking power beyond what can be controled
Destiny who defied Fate to give birth to Mercy
Fates Malice
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