He was my only relative, my father,
It has been six years since fathers gone,
Till now they still think he committed suicide,
My stepmother was a gold digger,
She killed him and took all the money away,
Till now I stopped holding the secret,
I went to the police station and told them what really happened,
They got her and I got what belongs to me.
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My Love In Poem
PoetryShort random poems all written by me. Hope you enjoy reading them. It takes time to post poems, sorry. 'No matter what path you choose, There will be someone who will always support you. No matter what path you choose, Your family and friends will...
