I went down to the
Basement, step by step,
In shock of each one.
Windex in my hand,
My eyes didn’t want to see
As I came to the corner.
I got down to my knees,
And started scrubbing concrete;
My rags turning red.
Crumpled before me
A body lay oozing its
Lifeless red rivers.
The blood sprayed all over,
A woman stood over me,
Washing the scratched glass.
Tears began rolling
As I realized who it was
Pooling in that blood.
Mother how could you?
You are not even crying!
I screamed shrill at her.
She looked down at him,
My brother's eyes blind to all,
His life bludgeoned.
She sighed, I cant get
The scratches in the glass clean,
Averting her eyes.
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Note: None of the pictures are mine nor do I claim any credit, they are simply pics I got off google. By reading this signature you are giving up any right to sue
So i guess it means that im hiding something shamful dealing wiht my animalist desires? lol And that I'm trying to see something better dealing with my family?
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"The life you save may be your own"
I want to save me.
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I love your signature, too cuute!
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"The life you save may be your own"
I want to save me.
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