a lifetime
A lifetime
a gun filled with pain,
aimed at my heart
my lifetime began when yours ended,
lifetime of pain,
lifetime of wickedness
lifetime of lies and mischief,
when your breath ended my heart altered
the flow in which it naturally beat to keep
up with the new lifetime of a motherless
child, a lifetime wasnt enough to love you.
my lifetime without you,
always alone i am,
i wanna live in the cells of your life.
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Justice.Owens
I am Justice, my name has been inspired to due to my amazing sense of knowing whats right, via heart and soul, not law and whats told. i was born and partially raised on the south side of Chicago. later in life mom moved us to Minnesota. i have been writing for many years. letters poems, short stories, spoken word and lyrical flower (rapper).
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