demolished, the castle down.
Ball gown, ruined.
I inherit the town
from my dad,
he told me to rule it.
all the windows to open sea,
the disease spreads.
It walks down the family tree,
touching sibs' heads.
father gave me the force to fight.
His might went out dead.
As a proband i come around,
of him instead.
at the sun down of life, he's clean.
By all means.
I mean, it seems
that about now someone
redeems
his sins.
glee!
it's me
criss-cross
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