Silent Testimony

the girl on the stairs saw nothing heard nothing no shadows no creeking wood no killer words mangled and twisted and cut fall out of history silent lies treachery like a virus poisons the truth hides the light grips the throat of all those who knew and every breath reminds them until their last that they were seduced by evil

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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