Reincarnation
He used a sharp steel
To prick and peel my skin
As if I committed some sin
If only I could squeal.
Why am I being cut asunder?
Is it my fault, I wonder!
I had no choice
But to surrender.
To be born again
I needed to die
Sigh! If only I could deny
But I had to bid goodbye.
I was the apple of his eye
Yet he chose me for the pie
'twas my destiny
Thus, I could not defy.
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