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Ramses Knox Graves . | I HAVE MY FATHERS EYES  

[ 𝖓. ] ▦ ╱               YOU WATCHED HER CUT HIM DOWN , THE MAN YOU LOVED , YOUR FATHER . YOU WATCHED HIS BLOOD SOAK INTO THE FLOOR BOARDS , A STAIN THAT STILL WONT COME OUT , YOU WHERE SO LITTLE THEN , YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT DEATH WAS , BUT HE NEVER CAME BACK DID HE ? YOU TOLD YOUR MOTHER YOU HAD FORGOTTEN , BUT NO ONE TRULY FORGETS SEEING A MURDER . NOW YOUR STUCK AT HER MERCY , SHES ABUSIVE , AND YOU DO NOTHING TO FIGHT HER , YOUR LIKELY TOO TIRED . SCARS AND BRUISES MARK YOUR BEAUTIFUL SKIN , A SMILE NEVER FAR FROM YOUR LIPS . THAT WAS YEARS AGO , NOW YOUR JUST A SHELL , AFTER SHE TOOK YOU AND CURSED YOU , THEY NEVER FOUND THE BODY , BUT YOU KNOW WHERE HE IS , AND SO DOES SHE , THATS WHY YOU REJOICED WHEN SHE WAS KILLED , FIRST YOUR FATHER, THEN YOUR FREE WILL NEXT WOULD LIKELY BE YOUR LIFE. SHE WAS INSANE , YOU STILL HAD BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS THOUGH, FROM YOUR ADOPTED MOTHER , A HOLY WOMAN USING A BLIND BOY FOR HER SICK PLEASURES . SHE HAD NO IDEA YOU WHERE A MONSTER . IT WAS YOUR FIRST SHIFT... YOUR A SURVIVOR, DONT LET ANYONE TELL YOU DIFFERENT .