Tina Hall


In The Mist Of Lies - Poem by Tina Hall

In the mist of the lies I hear your cries.
In the crowd of mess I feel distress
Why is it wrong to sing my song
We all need someone to belong

Where are you now my darling girl
I feel you drifting away
And I need to pray

Never mind my sweet I hold my head high
I really don't like the lies, miss interpretration
God the frustration

Just like a slice, justice is nice
Soon be caught at the court and I will be free
To run with glee!

I tell you my x just don't get stressed
A Few weeks to go so be prepared for war
You real naccistic rule
Thought you'd mess with me did you?
You deluded fool

Everyone knows what you do
And we all see through your cool
Act out is a matter of Fact
And that aint exact

So hurry up and crap!

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written for my daughter whilst in the middle of a custody battle with socipath father whom has social allow him to take my girl before we even got to court

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 9, 2013


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