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Deadly Vows
By Robert Marsh AuthorHouse Copyright © 2007 Robert Marsh
All right reserved. ISBN: 978-1-4259-4812-2
Chapter One
WOUNDED SCARS
Nothing but pain and misery all over again and again. Well since I can't get a little bite of cake then it's time we open up wounded scars and let out all my dreams and hell raisers.
I close my eyes and the world speaks of my murder as if I was not destroyed enough on the inside. I open my eyes to an image that my family has screwed me and that they're rolling around town as if they had won. I realize that they all must die!
I must find a way to open the gates of Hell and get hold of old Demon friends that my enemies can feel my pain and misery. I must make it rain on all those who left me to die. I must make it hard to breathe for them who would not listen or take time to understand my ways.
I must win in order to destroy those who would have seen my demise. In order for me to win a smile a hug and kiss is needed while they think were cool I plot on them so easy. My wounded scars hurt so much but in time they will heel and with victory my foes shall have scars and burns that will not heel.
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ALIVE AND WELL
Since that cold day in 2004 where you cowards left me to die. I have return without help from you or anyone else.
I have built myself up where you would have killed my mind and try to make me like you. I do not wish to be fake but at an age where my life is just getting better. I have hoped of better days and nothing you or your bloodline does will stop me.
I did survive your little drops of rain, it was hard but can you survive something you don't know when it's coming. Keep watching your watch there's no time limit on me but there is on you. I'm well enough to fight you and win but that's not what I want. I want to win the war and send you to your demise coward ass people.
Enemy's, backstabbers, friends, foes, mankind, womankind, and family of all age. I just want you to know that I am alive and well but you'll never known how well I truly am until its to late and I am right on your ass.
I move in silence and airwaves you'll never see me coming or going. Be safe and keep your head up.
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THE CROW (A REAL STORY)
After being left for dead by ones that he thought he knew. He realized that the only way back was in the devil skin he once wore. He realized the one he once knew would try again to screw him, he went deep into the pit of hell and and got a team of ugly nasty demons and lost souls. When it was time for war he brought the misery.
After losing a lot if his shit, he realized that the ways of life was murder, death, kill and who must he do this to. The human race! After they prayed for his downfall and enjoyed it while he watched he knew that there downfall was to be.
After watching his own body being beaten and burned he cried out for sad reason but reason of devils and madness. They knew what was wrong but the devil was the only way to get revenge. After they destroyed me and left my body beaten and burned. I could no longer cry. Tears of blood fl owed with hatred and revenge for all not just them but the human race.
After being lost I had found my home it was always warm I had found my home. It was always warm. I had great power, plus was the leader of demons, lunatics, lost souls, crazy souls and all types of killers. After being lost I found that there is no place like home. Come burn with my new family, and me it will only burn forever.
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LAST ONES LEFT
My downfall was hard but my up raise has been harder. It seems to me everyone is playing games or getting the best out of the next person.
As I walked down the street I looked up and realize that I was the last one left in a world full of bullshit. I walked a little more and found myself, and asked the question: Why?
I once roared at the world with anger and tears. Now I wish to know why am I the last lonely one left. Have I been cursed and what of Jasmine I still love her.
My eyes start to water and a voice says don't worry paybacks are a bitch my son. I stand up and go buy a pen, book and Webster Dictionary. Then I ask the Lord for a gift and my wish is here.
I'll be the last one left. The only free minded real man on the planet. When I rise! May heaven save all on earth from my rain?
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I DON'T FORGET SHIT!
In all the pain I have dealt with, did you think I would forget the shit you three cowards put me through? Do you believe in the after life cause that's where I am sending you pussies. I use to have love for you now I'm waiting for your death with an extra prayer to heaven. That I may smile with joy.
Ole switcheroo-ass, people asking no questions but always telling each other lies. Don't be shocked at how your maker is my twin and is waiting for you in hell. I don't forget shit or forgive anyone for anything that they do to me.
I don't forget shit or care who reads this book it is an unforgettable book that will raise more hell in itself then anybody could ever do.
I don't forget that stolen shit is mine but then again so is your soul? Did you forget that I don't get high but then again you still do. Did you forget that I'm not like anyone you ever double cross before but then again am not like anyone you have ever seen before and you never will again.
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SAY YOUR PRAYERS
In case you have forgotten I wish to tell you I have not and will not rest until your death is upon us and the rain is upon me. On a daily basis I hear your screams and prayers but I don't care you must and will pay for your crimes against us.
Some prayers are heartbreaking but you are cowards that bullshit only after you've done wrong towards others. Do you want to talk about this prayer and hold my hand so that the hell inside of me may burn you for everything you've done to us as a unit.
Some prayers are heartbreaking but mine are unspeakable when it comes time to pray for your down fall. You've wish me death and left me for dead now I must and shall return the love to you and your family.
As I walk up to the house, I ask myself did your grandchild say his prayers tonight or did your youngest little girl meet her demise because of your double cross ways.
Say your prayers it time for you to die with a smile and a heartbreaking story to tell someone.
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UNSPEAKABLE CRIMES
Did you sleep tight my double crossing friends. It's time to face you maker plus some demons you tryed to destroy in hell.
As we walk in the lava of hell fire and pain ask yourself, "Do I fell what he felt when I stole his shit and shall she save me like she did before." But you are not alone for she is here to burn with you both and enjoy it.
Ask each other do you both feel what he felt as we screwed him so lovely and got away with it. Ask each other, does it still piss him off when he sees us and we smile around him knowing that he is going in our place in hell as soon as he can rise once more.
Ask him, why would we risk our lives just to screw each other. Ask her why would we risk our souls to live like him and run free once more.
Ask me about this unspeakable crime against me and I'll show no mercy on any one's soul. People like this should meet their demise on the spot.
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RISKY
None other have you faced that will risk it all to destroy you and your smile later on about it.
None other have you seen with such angry and rage towards your demise have you ever faced in you lifetime.
None other have you ever dealt with the uncontrollable mind power to destroy you and that of some other have you ever met.
Its a Risk you were willing to take so that you may be happy but the risk just got Risky and there are some deadly vows that are looking for you.
None other has made it so clear on what must be done in order for happier and better days to come.
None other has taken the risk of destroying you and winning at that to become what others did not see.
None other has strong deadly vows looking for you so that you may face your maker, plus answer the question that brings misery to the mind.
This is a Risky world and I just upped the Risk
Ten points more.
See You Soon.
by Robert Marsh
DEAD BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
Here is where we left him and since that day here is where he will lay. He was the one that saw what no one else saw. He looked beyond the people, moon, sun, and stars.
He looked passed the problem's and troublesome world.
But he is black and when he spoke out against us he paid that price. He is lost to us all now. He is at rest but I don't think he'll ever have peace. It's funny how his own family helped destroy him and how they too wish him death. What make a man's own family hate him?
What makes a young man think he could change the world? What makes a young man think like this and still stand alone and against people in a world that does not care?
What makes us do what we did to a young man right? Are we the gods of this world or do we act like them? Are we all playing in a movie everyday? We wake up. Are we just living in a fake world all together?
Yes, he's dead but is he really forgotten or are we going to face someone like him again?
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same dream so am I and guess what, your still dead in mine. Maybe a story or a dream but what if we played it out in real life and you really did die.
Are you still having that same dream, me too, but in mine it has ended. I get the last laugh while you get a pine box closed on you.
Have a nice day my friends.
by Robert Marsh
A COLD HEART
A cold heart is the man without love or friends. A cold heart is the man that deals only with self and hates others. A cold heart is a black heart with the mind of an evil man. A cold heart can't be seen with your eyes. A cold heart can't be heard with your ears. A cold heart can't be felt by your hands. A cold heart shows it true colors when the chips are down and the grass is low. A cold heart can be anything at any moment. A cold heart can appear anytime just to let some old friends know this now.
Old feelings can cause a cold heart to appear and hurt those who hurt first. A cold heart can cause memories of those who stole or who tries to hold down something someone else may be trying to do.
Nothing or no one is safe from a cold heart. Its just something we all do not wish or hope to face cause its no telling what is going to happen in the end of the lesson of a cold heart.
by Robert Marsh
ONE LAST RIDE
I told you he was dead and gone. Why worry about that little dude? He never stood a chance against us or them. There will be sunshine for many days to come just because he is no longer with us. We won this one for women kind and can't no one stop the best because we've place them all under us.
Tonight we sleep and eat like kings and queens on this victory. Love has never looked so good until we beat the very best at his own game. Well time to rest our bodies.
There's a nose coming from outside the house its sounds like rain. It can not be, he's dead, there's no way they would let him return.
The rain is getting harder and hitting the house at high speed there's no way this old house will be standing long.
It stop, the rain has passed. We might want to look outside on this one. No one is to leave this house, everybody must be careful. I don't believe this is over just yet.
Look at the walls in the hallway.
There's some writing on them. What does it say.
It's writing was done in blood.
It says, One Last Ride Sign by Jason V. Jones.
It also says, I live again and there will be no mercy just misery, signed by Chris W. Jones and Shawn A. Jones.
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THE RETURN
For months we played and there has been no sign of it. It's time has nearly gone and yet it still did not show.
I've been waiting watching for it and still no show. I guess its scary and it should be of me because I am one bad little man.
I wake up the sun is out that's the way it should always be and nothing else better happen.
On May 18, at 9 o'clock I woke up and looked out the window, my eyes lied to me. It could not be, the sun was not shining and the streets were not filled with my friends. Even the cats and dogs were not out.
I thought it was gone. I thought it was scared of me. I thought it was to scared to show.
But once again it has come back to feed the green life on this planet. Once again it makes its return without a saying or a note.
I can not believe this has happened and there were no signs up or news reports.
I just can't understand why its Raining Again.
by Robert Marsh
THE HATE BEHIND THE EYES
If you look pass the smile and the waves in their hair, you would see the pain plus the hate of many men.
If you hug and kiss them sure they would hug and kiss you but if you push a little bit to hard you would find hate plus rage.
If you took time to road a person then the trouble teen or young adult would have no need for sin or jail..
If you take time to read a females eyes and understand her then child support would not be laughing over your head.
If the world were just a better place to live than the hate behind many people eyes would be less showed than it is.
If people would just learn to deal with one another then the hate behind the eyes would not show.
If this and if that, you people won't change and won't give each other a chance to grew so keep your hate and your eyes. I can read everybody's just fine and is not scary to grew or do something else.
The hate behind the eyes is a story mixed with a poem from the mind of a girl that was raped and killed in '97. Kim Matters was good friend who loved everybody but someone did not love her.
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