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fightrhymes

Looking at pictures from my past, I don’t even recognize that family anymore. Once this family came first but now its on blast. The untold story that I am about to cast. Some will be really salty, but this is the story they wrote it's there past.  

Mother, I Forgive you for making me an outcast. Like I told you it's understood Jenny is your favorite, but I never thought you would put me last. Maybe your right when dad died, he wasn’t the only one to pass. My father was my hero. The only one that ever had my back so yes my heart may always be at half-mast. Let's not forget he saved my life remember Arizona where you wanted a recast, or did you shut out your past? You don’t even know your granddaughter I doubt you could even identify her if she was on broadcast. You may not like her mother but, that don’t give you the right to treat us like Ramadan and fast.

Sister, Sister, Sister, you're up its your time to shine. I don’t think I have ever met anyone of your kind. Not only are you the reason our father died but you took our mothers spine. You think you're so special your mother's shrine. I got you figured out you are all about you and anything that gets in your way you’ll take them out like columbine. Doesn’t matter who stands in your way even your brother you have no loyalty to the bloodline.

I’m dead to you both remember.  my body lies right where you left me in the middle of the street outlined. 

  • Author: fightrhymes (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2023 10:16
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