Photo Credits - Google I craved an heir, But the stupid woman, she gave me a daughter, So I unleashed my anger. My rage bruised her, Badly, so badly that she couldn’t carry another, Which annoyed me further, Till each went asunder. My beautiful daughter, A princess, grown, finer than her mother, I pray she meets a man like no other, A prince, one better than her father, But I’m afraid of Karma. More...