Category: John Caudill

All Well, by John Caudill

Oh well, tired of living in this cell, tired of burning up in hell, praying to no avail. Oh well, thoughts of will i ever prevail, i cant tell, smells of discord and distrust got me afraid to come out of my shell. Oh well, they say all […]

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so tell me why you left, was mother not the best, was it the smoke in your chest. I know you had a habit, a father?should have had it, but you ran like a rabbit, so when I got old enough I was waiting for you…..stagnant. it’s okay,mother […]

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