I still remember your
Words, deeds, tears
All false,
Worse than a prostitute
She gives only body
For you stooped
To the level of drama
Of Killing My brother
I have no words for
You
I have no words
For you
If have courage
Tell your own children
You killed Their father
With your own tricks
Hungry, homeless,
Lifeless, wandering
For you, You bloody
Idiot, stay away from
Our homes forever
For Bitch, prostitute
Words never can describe
Your true bloody nature
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