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A Mother's Son......For Dustin Cunningham
A smile that warms her heart. With bright, shining Angel eyes. Soon his whole world would fall apart. When he sadly watched as his Mother dies. No one to listen or believe what he saw. For years the truth lie in wait. Each passing day, the pain made him raw. And for his step-dad rose a new level of hate. A troubled youth is what he'd come to be. Violence, drugs and alcohol to deal with the pain. When the truth came out it didn't set him free. Watching for Santa as his Mother was slain. After years, Justice was served for his Mother's death. But her kids would have no justice at all. They would never hold her again so they remained bereft. She'll never be there for them to hug, kiss or call. She loved her kids, especially her eldest son. She was taken too soon by a drunk, selfish bully. He didn't care who he hurt or what he did to anyone. Its not something her children could understand fully. Her son now sits in his own personal Hell. Taken away from society to pay for his unrelated crimes. So now he stays in that six by six prison cell. Hoping that he'll heal in a matter of time. I'm here for him and I remain his friend. I wait for that shine to return to his now haunted eyes. For that smile to brighten from his sad, dull grin. I'm someone who can love him and quiet his cries.
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