Tarita Meye Poems

Murder is a wrecking ball
It will hit anything on it's way
After destroying the building, it does not take the bricks away.
The dust lifts up and surrounds the crowd, the buildings around and it gets out loud
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Murder is a wrecking ball
It will hit anything on it's way
After destroying the building, it does not take the bricks away.
The dust lifts up and surrounds the crowd, the buildings around and it gets out loud
...