I stood at the edge pondering... how death wud regress,
Leave it lurking in hopes it works and to level the stress.
Tho with blindness we are pilots thru our own actions except...
Forget the logic and tend to gossip while we mask our regrets.
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Pardon this therapy but at times emotion needs to be spewed,
On a canvas that is a facet to an artist with an inner view.
Treading lightly we curve with words never mending situations,
Only help to just be shelved as another victim to placement.
Why do we try to deny yet condone actions as statements,
Declare we are equal but certain people are given facelifts.
Why did she tend to repent when she was left scorned and broken
Your the sole witness who stitched it.. so why is the wound still open?
The access we obtain strains the mind with opportunities,
But you'd rather squabble than gospel what's true with this unity.
It irks me to be punctual but how lovable were u to ya daughter,
How many times was she deprived a life from her own father.
These are questions I have hexed in hopes of finding the truth,
Because she tells me that barely she escapes the madness from u.
Told her to make amends and dont bend to be weak?
Yet not one ounce of guilt was built in u as her tears hugged her cheeks?
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Never knew she felt as if help wasn't there whatnit was needed,
Knew she was in pain butn I didn't knowhow to handle grievance.
We used to stay up late just to wait for a call or text,
Laughter was pungent but the substance was lacking , I guess.
Time was never kind to me wanting the best,
I knew I was a fool for ignoring she was depressed.
But listen god because I've got something to confess,
When my hands flexed and went around her neck, I was lucifers pet.
Whispers would whimper and tend to echo in the hall of regret,
By it was too late as hate painted the walls where I wept...
She was so beautiful her eyes musical with each stare,
But all I'd see is her mother to a degree and it was something I couldn't bare.
She wouldn't last in my path so I made a decision like no other,
I couldn't raise faith so I killed her knowing she'd be joining her mother.
"Im done I cant here any more.. GUARDS!!!!
TAKE THIS LOW LIFE BACK TO HIS CELL"
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Po'ethics
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