You’re the judge

my lord wont you please,

take this thoughts out of my mind,

you better than anyone

knows all my feelings inside,

you created my being,

yet I was gone

in the middle of the process,

a dark shadow overtook me

and to world I was tossed away,

there clarity on mind,

yet with this note,

my mind is stun inside,

once again there’s a battle within my mind,

a struggle of what’s wrong

or what’s right,

a whispering voice

telling me what’s wrong my son,

I gave you the clue,

now is up to you,

go ahead can you feel the pain

he just caused you,

then my heart with tells me,

you have parents on side,

your brothers looking outside,

one trying to makes his credits

to prove to you,

the younger one

taking the poetic side

just like you,

please guarantee me this,

my lord you’ll take him with you please,

send him to hell

and make him be drag by a train

all over the states and continents,

for I wont like to see him in sight,

my mind will be out of tact,

will cause pain,

right cross to his head,

some sounds will impact his chest,

my hands to his rib cage will set,

ill toss him away,

head first to the solid wall,

army boots crushing his mouth,

butchers knife to his nerves and veins,

seeing his eyes slowly decent,

once again sinful act,

my lord

I know you are the judge of us all,

my lord wont you please,

takes this thoughts out of me,

-che

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