The Internal Affair with my murderers
She entered the parking lot of my townhome
devastated I was after several home invasion
my stalker an accomplice after the fact of arson
murderer of eight Ciro Gargano the sheer reason
the FBI approached me warning me this man had
killed several elderly persons and recruited my
ex husband now my children and lives were in
danger and it would be in my best interest to wear
wires pregnant to save my children lives Ciro Gargano
getting his prison time cut in half from 25 to life to 14
oddly after his release he recruited my ex husband
together committed another arson killing another
homeless elderly man bringing the total to 9 elderly
persons a few veterans perished in his fires of hell
several decades later I in constant talk therapy writing
a journal about the fires the arson murders finding
comfort in writing poetry to my surprise Gargano
began sending his female stripper into my home ripping
pages ripping poetry leaving me notes about the arson
murders of nine threats to keep my mouth shut mind
you I only wrote in a private journal speaking only
to my therapist my psychiatrist trying to cope with
knowing a serial killer he hired this female to impersonate
me apparently obstruct justice in the actual murders
I contacted the FBI in tears afraid for my life to my
surprise the black sedan parked was indeed Gargano
actually sending his female accomplice into my home
she developed a deep dark obsession to my autobiography
my poetry my diary my meeting Cicely Tyson my first grade
class field trip at Joseph Medill school of Journalism
at age 6 singing civil rights hymns Springfield Illinois
Abraham Lincolns homes suddenly severe threats shooting
in my home finally obsession to my husband Ciro Gargano
fire starter sending an assassin to end my life this imposter
stood yelling telling this killer to kill me because I was a rat
when in fact decades had passed I was in therapy writing
poetry after the murder Attorney General Charlie Crist office
helped my family relocate through victims compensation
where I continued writing poetry when this criminal group
ignited a car bomb in my face it really is a miracle I survived
an yet Ciro Gargano and his accomplice a fatal attraction
my stalker continued embezzles my traumatic brain injury claim
she was now totally obsessed with becoming me
after death by gods grace the gunman she arrived
to kill me was killed at my feet I was flighted out by
the state department sitting in States Attorneys office
Mark Obers office meeting with Jim Shoemaker
escorted by Agent Marty testifying in this murder trial
strapped with lie detector test pertaining to Jamaican female
drug dealers involved in the murder yes this stalker plotted my
death over my poetry a murder meant for me in comes the
imposter believing she could submit my poems as her own
and to authors like Star Parker from Uncle Sam's plantation
however I'd written a poem for Mattie Stepanek the
seven year old disabled poet who'd recently died I wrote
this poem June 2004 at home 3175 riverside Dr Fort Myers
Florida in memory of this young poet he actually
gave me the courage to continue writing poetry
even though I too was disabled I too suffered an yet
this criminal group arson murderer of nine persons felt
a need to extort my lively hood and feed it to his Jamaican
female accomplice my stalker seated with a serial killer
Ciro Gargano falsified his own nieces law exam to give
this impersonator a job in the United States building
in Tampa she then grew more vicious believing she
was above any law devastated I'd witnessed the plotting
of arson murder because of that I wore wires pregnant
for the FBI buying weapons and drugs while four of my
children road along with the FBI supervisor singing
my girl while Ciro Gargano got his time cut in half from
25 to life to 14 years 7 behind bars 7 on parole upon
his release he exposes my identity as an FBI informant
to killers and dealers and corruption to have me murdered
he then hires this imposter to impersonate me in order
to obstruct justice in the arson murders she raises her right
hand in the united states building portraying herself as me
when in fact she was a child when i wore wires pregnant
for the FBI1985 how could this happen she was hired by
Ciro Gargano 2003 after a twisted affair with my ex husband
wearing a badge when I contacted the FBI exposing this
imposter they ignited a car bomb in my face finally
embezzling the personal injury claim to fund severe
home invasions identity theft this hideous criminal
group going after my American poetry this vicious
Home grown terrorist fatal imposter sat awaiting my
death with the falsified law degree she actually landed
another job internal affairs Wisconsin Ciro Gargano home
town where she now slander intimidates embezzles committing
identity theft identity fraud intimidating falsifying tampering
with Veterans medical information FBI confidential human sources
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2024
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