Category : Poems

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Prison or dead 
Is where I thought she'd be
I can still hear her yelling,
next to me
'I'm NOT sorry I became Violent!
 I'm sorry I didn't KILL you when I had the chance!'
She went from suicidal to homicidal in the blink of an eye
Tired of being dominated
She retaliated
She's lived many lives
In her one
But not without 
altercations
That was years ago
Where she is 
Only God knows
God bless her and Everyone
Fighting battles
We can't see