Lullabye

There's just one thing
I ask
On this day which be
My last.

That I witness
Your regret
For unkindness
I can't forget.

My injured little child's
Been hurting all the while.
Within the pain, this pearl
Still growing like a girl.

A shiny, smooth resolve
To return the hurt you cause.
Your presence is requested
To sit with Santa Claus.

The mercy I'll bestow
Comes
When my conscience
Let's you go.

Alas, it's you
Still turns.
Alone, inside
I burn.

To suffer
Indignity.
I brought myself,
Just me.

Who will care
To watch me cry?
I'll wave and sing
This lullabye.
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