My heart is full

Another holiday hidden by christian lies Lies assult the senses Lies cut deep Empitness left One who allowed thus feaster Could have when other weilded the evil stood and told the simply truth Called the lier out Filthy cretten she is Mother heart of my heart Died June third Trueth hidden with cremation Next yearContinue reading “My heart is full”

Animals people and firbabies

Kicked voice words Breathing comes with sobs Bloody alone lies of hate Lonely bruise beat Dirty soil buried deep Bloody Fir and skin Writer and black cat Once loved Then tool Person bully skips away happy Blood on her hands Cat and writer Left to die Shallow grave Unmarked Dust Forgotten Abuser escapes Others dieContinue reading “Animals people and firbabies”