A curse

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Layla M. Conley

Let your children grow cold
Cold and hard as stone
Let your hot tears never fall on their skin
Let them go to the ground
Alone and without you
May your sorrow and grief
Never see them again
Never give the last goodbyes
May you be given as you have given
Not a measure more
Nor a measure less
May grief and misfortune
Follow you for what you have done
For you have forsaken a mothers love
And denied her
Her dead son

There is nothing more despicable than to deny a mother her goodbye to her only son. A funeral held in secret with the only intent being harm while she weeps into a baby blanket. Sometimes I can’t believe the depths of depravity that people will go to to be vindictive.

13 responses to “A curse

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  2. My most heartfelt condolences. May God grant your wife peace and and that heartless bitch none. Ever. Amen.

  3. You have my deepest sympathy.

    My wife’s oldest son was living with a similar bitch, and she tries to keep my wife from seeing her granddaughter.

  4. Children, no matter what their age, should never be used as pawns.
    No matter what your beef is or who it’s with, don’t be a cunt.
    There is a time and place for everything.

    You and your wife have my complete condolences.

  5. She was there when he was born; when he took his first steps; when he ran a fever; when he started school; when he first fell in love; when he experienced his first heartbreak.

    She held his hand when he crossed the street until he protested he was a big boy and could cross by himself and she held her breath as he proved he could.

    She taught him how to ride a bike, running along side of him as he wobbly made his way and she smiled with pride when he rode off and down the block. She sat up nights when he first learned to drive, worried, knowing what could happen without her being there to protect him.

    He was her baby and he is gone and she cannot cry hard enough to rid herself of the pain. She was there when he was born but she could not be there when he was buried because someone has no mercy. There is a special level in hell for people like this.

  6. Turd Burglestein

    Came here from Knuckledraggin. So sorry for your loss. May you find peace in all the fond memories you have of your son in spite of what that heartless bitch did.

  7. My deepest sympathies to you and your wife, Jay.
    I hope peace blesses you soon.

    Leigh
    Whitehall, NY

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