my live in the end
• Written by willchill
I look in the eyes of my brother.
and I see him cry.
because it is not saving home .
he ended up in hell.
than in the cell.
because he wanted to make it .
on the streets .
but he hated was ripped off in the strate .
and my mother had to work.
I did not want .
sign but ill .
I put money on the kitchen table .
here we go again a nice pile .
I 'll never let you stand in the rain brother.
and every evening they sit dad with a ho.
it hurts me .
So I do me thing .
then ended up in the cell.
Now I'm in hell.
5 years later I come out.
was in court.
and I could not say anything.
So I went back on.
10 years later I had even more trouble .
For one mother who was ill.
and died.
see the sequel next time
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willchill
Member since May 29 2015