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SisterA six letter word that causes me pain
The true meaning of which I would like to regain.
Vacant visits come and go
The pain in my heart is beginning to grow.
I am not work, not a chore
What you were you are no more.
Others around you more important then me
I want you back, what you use to be.
Salty sorrows flow sown my cheek
What we had, dissolving each week.
An annoyance to you but a blister
I want back what I called my sister.
The Crime Scene LS pt 2Detective Maria David held the long yellow police tape up for her partner Tony Day as he entered the crime scene. In the morning light the Lucky Sevens bar looked dingy and broken down which was not a far shot from what it looks like at night. Multiple members of the police department were scattered around the premisses looking for more evidence. Getting up to the door of the bar Chief Renalds waited for them with his back pressed up against the door frame. "Detective David, detective Day right this way." The tall African American man led them from the door to the back room where the body sat propped up along the wall, red crimson stain trailed the wall down to the body. "Tom Jones, thirty-five found by the owner at five this morning." A small blonde woman was kneeling next to the body, she wore medical gloves and a full body suit. "This is Dr. Emma Gold M.E of the next town." Dr. Gold looked up at the detectives and gave a small smile.
"Preliminary finding show cause of death was most
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