House On The Corner Written By Nichole Sulpizio 💋

Staged

Caged and imprisoned

Cornor lot

Bister

Full of regret and rage

Inside everything contrived

Ideally placed

Museum, exhibits

Rules in place

Curious filthy fingers

Look, but do not touch

Screaming

Lights out

It is 8 o’clock

Gems in every corner

Trinkets shiny and novel

Parades of possessions

For those who dare enter

We unveil to you

Charades and illusions

Portrayed as love and affection

Unity

Applause for thee

Fictitious

Simulated

Watch us curtsey

The sham

With grins upon our face

In our house of horror

No ticket needed

Hearts broken

Torn in two

The beware sign upon entering

Warned you

Tears soak the pillow shams at night

As we drown

Dyspnea

Tip toeing

Kleenex

Little feet upon the artic floor

Dog bellows

Microwave sets off the alarm

Pin number on the heat

100 guesses

One, two, three and four

Heat is a treat

Except it is not Halloween

Trick played again

For kids I pay uncle Sam

You may live here

But do not play

Be an adult

Who needs to be a kid anyway

House of perfection

Cornor lot

Medal of honor

Staged!!!

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Amen! Written By Nichole Sulpizio

To the criminals in the world inflicting henious and cowardly crimes against good-hearted people! Your justice will be served in both life and death! Cybercrimes and corruption breaking the law as well as, narcissism, lies, and decit, as well as any form of form of abuse upon the innocent may those affected take resolve in justice does and will come! Do not let your heart be tainted by those chosen by lucifer as they will burn in the very life they chose in their own demise and inferno!

Villainous

Corrupt

Nefarious

Staring at there reflection

Mirage

The imaginary illustration portrayed to the world

By obscured views

Fraudulent

Time will reveal the

Callous

Cowardly

Hoax of a human

As the curtains unviel

There matinee

Pyscopathic tendency

Of

Stalking

Taunting

Narcissism

Manipulation

Henious crimes

Lies

Disguised

By DR JECKLYL

OH MR HYDE

Unbeownst to them

There tainted gold medal

Arid

Exposed

There names whispered upon the lips of others

Cursed

As they caused anguish for many

Stolen there identity

Theft

Now there mere existence

Smeared like defecation

Across the nations

Disgraced are the very wombs that gave them life

As bystanders we stand by

As they are slaughtered by the knife

There cuffs and chains causing cessation

They cry for mercy

To God above

Begging

No last rites given

Electric currents

Burn there evil flesh

Last breath

Decomposition

Empty grave

Just a headstone

Tarnished in guilt and shame

Amen I say

AMEN!!!

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