Men entering with no date judges letting them escape their own fate because their future is great my daughters future I pray for the man in the shadows will wait it fills me with hate I dream of his slaughter the judges gavel must hit harder these monster must martyr because it's gods views departure but it's the law that's unsure it's a prison cell I'll usher but freed because daddy couldn't be plusher no fear of punishment together they'll muster we need to hit the back bone with a duster so at night we can truster but watch out for Brock turner will thruster his class was the filibuster lethal injection I want his organs custard but instead he's eating filet mignon not even supper this is the problem don't let our women suffer...
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PoesíaMy everyday writings about the world in my eyes good or bad, bright or dark, but they are all mine! Very Rough and Very Raw! Also very little punctuation!
