IP:
a sad reality.....hard to believe this kind of thing happens but it's just another example of the worlds pain and misery.....the story telling in this is superb......i like the off center flow to it as well....
her daddy comes to pick her up to take her to school....he's grown to be a fine man now....out of resentment.....put of respect ......out of agony........
sad sort of irony there isn't it......too little to late would be the best way to describe it....
her small hands feel the cold metal of the peaice...hesitates......shivers......shudders..... ..sweat is beading her forhead into a raceway for tears
there is something extremely captivating about this line......lots of imagery......more than that i can also feel the emotion......my heart started racing a bit.......sad psalm sister.....the little alliteration shivers shudders sweat......well done...
runs her hand over her stomach and feel s the baby kick.....pull of the trigger click.....
the blood can never be washed from the walls..... stained far to deep.......a lil gurl of 9 sits n traces the splatters with her humble fingers
my favorite part as morbid as that may seem........not for what is said but the way you stopped and fast fowarded to the aftermath.....right away answered my question.....DID THE BABY SURVIVE?....great poem luv.......keep doing your thing....gotta love a ballad.........
respect...
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