Shawn Gardner Poet Ballad

25 To Life

I was born once, with good blood
pumping through my vains.
Somewhere down the road I took the
wrong path.
Now my blood is black, black as the
blood of the earth.
I use to love holding your hand while
we walked through the parks.
Now I love swinging my hammer.
I splatter your blood from wall to wall.
You were down with the first swing.
But my love for you was so strong.
I kept swinging and gave it my all.
It's funny to think, you were once my
life.
Now I've taken your life and you've
taken mine in return.
Because now I'm serving 25 to life.
Like you, I'll never see the light of day.
But unlike you, I'll live everyday of my
25 to life.
Rest in peace *****.
As I rest in Hell for the rest of my time.
Cause now all I have is 25 to life.

Shawn Gardner.  11/21/2011

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