Shady Thoughts

I wasn’t born a murderer From my mother’s womb of course But things got me to terror For I had death to host The days as a child were beautiful Filled with joy and awe I agree! But as I grew up in the terror era The misfortune did they see! My mother, my guardian […]


With pain in her heart  And anger on her mind  She wanted to cry  But was up all night  “My daddy, my hero”  She believed all her life  But her world was in sorrow  When she saw that awful sight  Experiencing betrayal,  Without knowing what it meant  “Daddy you broke me!”she said  Where life’s cards […]

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