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Jun 2010
Words can encounter the truth
or acknowledge the false.
They persuade the insanity,
to torture our minds and hearts.

The words you spoke, life you took away.
You did the wrong,
crippled for the soul, you should not win.

Life will not hold back,
understandably, you want your life,
that open, free, blissful life, don’t you?
The avoidance of that bitter darkness;
those three walls connecting with your nightmare.

Bars of steal, we all know where you should be.
But, the decisions hold only the pureness of speech,
such combined letters that travel from both you and us.
Who is to win?

A verdict to an immense shocked face,
lost from the acknowledged false.
We, the useless, are now just left here,
watching you smile your way through the world,
words gave you that life, but with one grudge.
Unspoken words.

They are all around you, every glare, and every shameful look.
You behold that for eternity.
I welcome you to a life of only misery,
punished to always hold that grudge.

One life taken away to a better heavenly life,
we smile to that thought.
R.I.P Jackie
Written by
JPaiva
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