TB (June 15,19- / Knoxville, TN)

His Promise's

The beginning was a wonderful world for her..to be loved by one so beautiful in his way...He was going to make it all go away, all the pain in her life. Surround her with his love, his arm's. Protect her from all harm, give her the moon.

Why did he make all those promise's.. after he hit her, why more promise's.. after he threw her out the door in the cold. Why promise's after he took a drink and slapped her across her face he was suppose to love...

Why did he make all those promise's.. only to see her leave this world and sleep forever with the angel's.. he pulled the trigger. Does he wonder now in his cell.......

Why all those promise's?

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