Murder Questions' Poem by Blanche Hardin

Murder Questions'



Blood stained cries,
but to know only lies.
Murder scene destruction,
memories are only an obstruction.
The truth hides beyond nothing more,
trying to see behind the next door.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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