Mark Across Her Face., by Tyler Cedric Golden Subscribe to rss feed for Tyler Cedric Golden

He claims he didn't do it,
  he said it was an accident,
He sat there convincingly as his time was spent,
Trying to show to every one that he is right,
They listen without care and without a fight,
They let it go,
Even though they know,
That his hand went across her face on purpose,
Karma to him will be merciless,
For he commits these sins and tells these lies,
The day will be stressful and yet relieving, when he dies,
Because of what he has done, beneath the ground is his
place,
But not just for this reason, but to me it is a serious and
harming sitituation, dealing with this mark across her face.
Posted: 2009-03-29 01:26:39 UTC

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