"We were told that you might become violent"
Wow what a hit in the head that was
From that same prick what a brain buzz
Sorry what?
"Would also like to ask you if you think he may of had anything to do with it"
Now that day isn't one long blur
Started with a phone call from her
Was the first day on that job
I took a bus, did not sob
Took my knees from under me
Then to be thought of by family
To cause harm under that tree
Only years pass now an alarm I see
Two un-uniformed at the door
Walked by them this was my core
Treated like the one in trouble
Yet one and one, two makes double
Now to be fair there was past history
But this was a death not some mystery
Now as time has come to a slow
Years past now
less mystery show
Then the escort and the wait
Found out later a whole family triat
Or was that just my treat
Go home with one after that beat
Oh wow I got to see her
Now years later same eyes deter
Family brainwashed not her falut
Some how community sounds like a cult
No home there last dead and spent
Then two engaged back home we went
But one big party happened that night
Only one not there, that wasn't right
Now I look back with deep thought and wonder
Deeper thought cast to ponder
Weather those what if's are true
No, can't think that bad of those two
Yet the both have done time
One for shit was a kid I find
The other should be there for life
Yet no justice in red tapes knife
Harbored under one dwelling
Nothing fancy like Arron Spelling
But that's where most things went down
Community thoughts a boyish thought
Now Jokers clown
Only at night at night she hits home
A silent thought, deep ponders they roam
Why she's not here to pick up that phone
Darkest nights
Nine years
Still roam