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Born In the Grave --- Repost
She had serious anger issues, a walking time-bomb set to explode Only took one untoward look to make her lose all self-control Sent her careening down the path of a bleak penitentiary life Another not-at-home mother Another absentee wife So what became of the husband you ask Her ten-year sparring partner On the first anniversary of when her fiery blast went off He was drunk driving ninety — a blazing vehicular Molotov Crash ... burn ... black hearst When she heard news of his death, she mourned him with a curse So what became of the kids you ask Five children left home alone Got buried beneath the emotional rubble, their innocence vaporized ... pppfftt!! ... gone They were children conceived in make-up lust, between rounds of fights royale They were children raised in abject neglect, destined to only experience living hell They were children born without hope, they were children born in the graveyard cell They were children already dead, lo, before their first breath was ever exhaled This is a fave of mine. Originally posted on 10/27/16 — Romantic Warrior
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