Tragedy
My life is a tragedy.
Filled with pain and calamity,
Seems like the who worlds damming me
From one thing to another
Not having a mother,
And turning around and not having a brother.
My brother who was slain.
He was suppose to obtain fame
But I guess people took his life for a game.
Now his death is just driving me insane.
Then there is my mother
Someone I love like no other.
A woman who struggled to take care of us
A beautiful woman who died because of her mans lust
Copyright © Darshanique M | Year Posted 2010
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