Seckin
Seckin, 38

Wild Child

Wild child

Full of grace

Savior of the human race,

Your cool face.

Natural child,

Terrible child,

Not yom mother's or your

Father's child.

You're our child,

Screamin' wild.

(An ancient lunatic reigns in the trees of the night.)

With hunger at her heels,

And freedom in her eyes,

She dances on her knees,

Pirate prince at her side.

Staring

Into

The hollow idol's eye.

Wild child,

Full of grace,

Savior of the human race,

Your cool face,

the door

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