His Servent

by Kim   Dec 7, 2003


In reasons we do not know someone close to us will always go. A man will die tonight with the lords hands as his noose. His mind erased, empty and blank becuase of the drugs enduced.
In our hearts he will now rest. A faithful servent to his master, the lord, we find a certain hatred, anger, sorrow and peace. Our hearts now blackened by anger and lightened by peace soon we will pay our last respects to a Father, Husband, Brother, Friend, Son , Grandfather and a servent to the lord. Goodnight, Goodbye we will see you soon.

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