What's my name?

What's my name?


The little mans's chant

Pounding and Pounding and Pounding through my head

That blasted question that took my everything.


One word

If only I had known

One word 

That's all it would have taken


What's my name?

What's my name?


One night

Two nights

Three nights

I was still without an answer


With a cackle he took her

The radiating face of my sweet babe

Ripped from my arms

My world.

My everything.



That Golden Thread signed my deal with the devil.

I should have expected.

I should have known.


What's my name?

What's my name?


Next time I'll know.


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