It's all my Fault

June 8, 2010
-If only they knew,
The chances too few,
A heart so weak,
The blood would leak,

the vessels broke,
A dozen bruises,
So the story wrote,
They All gave excuses.

A slap here,
And a shove,
So much to fear,
Such little from love,

In and out,
A life of rule,
A child about
A life so cruel.

To late to save,
This poor pitied soul,
A sour cry gave,
As he was lowered into a hole,

Mourn we shall,
With our minds on the child,
A desperate wail,
In his darkest hour

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