To My Dear Freands Son

his thoughts gone like a dream his mind it cries and wants to scream.his mind belongs to
the devil now his caring parents don't know how. suddenly light shines the room as
adrenalin starts to zoom . he wakes ,he shakes he looks around his pumping eardrums he
hears a sound.he then imbraces his mothers love as she prays thank you to the one above.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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