RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Whispers Of Hell
Taken lightly as a whisper, all hell falls upon a
person who has left their heart choked off in
Tales of bent misguided futures, blended by family
Totaled, unrecalled, forgotten, like weeds in an
Soiled, dirty, thrown into deep chasms, hidden
from the world.
A person ruining futures of young men and women
with total abuse.
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