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Slaughtering Angels
She tore through this house in a satanic type form,
But he supported that thought like it was the norm,
He would not defend the one who bore the most pain,
Instead slaughtered angels with an onslaught of rain.
He mocked and posted and pushed all the wrong blame,
he should hold his head down with the feelings of shame,
Now I will run and hide from such a deceitful uncaring man,
A wasted year, and to many moments in a given span.
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Mourning Mist
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