Sleep and,

Half a bottle of beer, Being out in Iowa’s cold, Winter or fall, Summer early night’s air, About of Shingles, Last night I was dead tired and asleep at eight thirty pm, Farmer hours, Awoken one thirty am, My eyes are getting heavy, My right forearm is itching, Shingles is a bitch, Love to you’ll,Continue reading “Sleep and,”

Broken trust!

Humans do it all the time, Trust never recovers, My half sister was first, Took her gay sister to hell, Tossed me and my good names away, For what purpose Hers, Destroying mom, In end murdering, Making what mother loved, What meant most to mom worthless, Mom was finally free, Dad was dead, Her firstContinue reading “Broken trust!”

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