"We were told that you might become violent"
Wow what a hit in the head that was
From that same prick what a brain buzzSorry what?
"Would also like to ask you if you think he may of had anything to do with it"
Now that day isn't one long blur
Started with a phone call from her
Was the first day on that job
I took a bus, did not sobTook my knees from under me
Then to be thought of by family
To cause harm under that tree
Only years pass now an alarm I seeTwo un-uniformed at the door
Walked by them this was my core
Treated like the one in trouble
Yet one and one, two makes doubleNow to be fair there was past history
But this was a death not some mystery
Now as time has come to a slow
Years past now
less mystery showThen the escort and the wait
Found out later a whole family triat
Or was that just my treat
Go home with one after that beatOh wow I got to see her
Now years later same eyes deter
Family brainwashed not her falut
Some how community sounds like a cultNo home there last dead and spent
Then two engaged back home we went
But one big party happened that night
Only one not there, that wasn't rightNow I look back with deep thought and wonder
Deeper thought cast to ponder
Weather those what if's are true
No, can't think that bad of those twoYet the both have done time
One for shit was a kid I find
The other should be there for life
Yet no justice in red tapes knifeHarbored under one dwelling
Nothing fancy like Arron Spelling
But that's where most things went down
Community thoughts a boyish thought
Now Jokers clownOnly at night at night she hits home
A silent thought, deep ponders they roam
Why she's not here to pick up that phone
Darkest nights
Nine years
Still roam