No More TomorrowsA Chapter by Robert Francis CallaciFerris wheels and lolipopsNo
More Tomorrows
The
past forever haunts my dreams. I can still see that face, that sweet innocent
face, those eyes knew.
“pull
the trigger” “I
can’t, she’s just a child” “This
is hell son, there are no children here”
The
past forever haunts my dreams…the dead do not forgive…
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StatsAuthorRobert Francis CallaciPort Richey, FLAboutMy passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..Writing
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