Mindy Mac Poem by Ethereal Eden

Mindy Mac



Mindy Mac
Ain't comin' back,
She's gone to meet
Her Maker.

Everyday,
She would pray,
That He'd come by
And take her.

But ev'ry morn
The pain reborn,
She knew that He'd
Forsaken her.

So she grabbed Free Will
And a bullet, not a pill
Ending the Hell
Overtaking her.

Rest In Peace
Faire Childe,
Rest In Peace

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