15 June 2012
I've been to places Full of hatred and pain It breaks my heart To think if them again Times when heartache Was off the scale When you took advantage When I was weak and frail. How many people Can be so bad? To someone so small Only a young lad. The things you did I wouldn't ever do But rest in peace 'cos one day It may be you!
Post Script:
This poem is dedicated to all those sick people out there that hurt and harm those that cannot defend themselves for for one reason or another. Your times will come and I hope the pain will be ten fold! Bastards!
You Know Who You Are • Opuss № I