Wicked Victim Poem by FOEVERAMI JOHNSON

A victim of his own wickedness
Unkind with a sickness.
Crimes of the mind untamed truthful lies no longer can disguise what lies in the Heart while misusing someone. You cant see happy with trust that can be bonded!
Trust can't be trusted, lust always get busted....His possession, your prize 'boy oh boy' this is going to be a long line......(I'm Not The Only One)
Might as well TURN AROUND NOW! ! ! ! (Surprise) In the end I am. Still always the one There!