G00dy2 Shoes Biography

It’s waiting on letters
When you’re doing time.
And your family won’t write,
or send you a dime.
...

ee the bloody corpse of a child left in a rat-infested house
ashes fill the floors and long dead screams fill the night
Shattered pictures on the tile, remnants of doors hanging askew
lives torn in the blink of an eye, an abused child lies dead
...

I almost can't imagine living one day
without your sweet and ever tender smile
as you bring rich color to shades of fall
and you keep my body warm on cold nights.
...

The screams of a madman are seldom heard
His cries go unheeded - he pleads with the night
When lightening strikes on this down-trodden face
his actions are now viewed by all with delight
...

The house is clean and spotless
and smells of fresh baked bread
the laundry is all folded
the kids asleep in bed
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