Silent Assasin

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                                                                       THE BOOK OF CRYSTAL                                       3:25

    My love is deep and there are nights I can’t sleep. Thinking of the  things that could and would  have been, a void fills my heart. I  didn’t understand it from the start trying so very hard not to fall  apart.  Delicate and fragile through your innocence I see suffering,  but I will continue to shower you with my  loving because that has  to account for something. Although it seems as if nothing can heal  the wounds  and scars, just know I accept you for who you are.    Pain is what comes to my mind when I mention your  name. Life is  a blessing and not a game. It’s a shame how some take it for  granted while others pray for  second chances only if they  understood the circumstances. Although, I’ve never asked “why”  while  soaked in my sorrow, I’m convinced “he” wouldn’t ever make  a mistake. It’s never too late to cure the  ache when tears pour like  the stream in a lake. Who is he you ask, “He is the Almighty high”  who

This catholic church picture below was  directly across the street from my family's house, located at 2410 N. Grand. The house caught on fire when I was 10, and rumor had it that my great granddaddy, whom we called "Grand daddy Pop Brown" a well known junk collector caused the fire. I heard some of his junk fell on a electric heater, and started a fire on the first floor, but hell who know's. It was a pretty big house, a total of 6-7 bedrooms, there were 2 bathrooms, 1 up stairs and 1 downstairs, there were 2 sets of stairs that lead to the 2nd floor, 1 in the front were the living turned bedroom was located and 1 in the back, were the kitchen was located. Many family members lived in this house, there were also bars on the front door. I use to get on the bars and swing back and forth. Ha, those were the days, but anyway the backyard is were all the ole heads hung on almost a daily basis, except when it was cold. Them ole heads taught me how to play dominoes when I

  I use love buying a few under wire bra's occasionally until more makers started putting wires in bra's. Under wire bra's don't last long enough because the wire almost always pop out. It doesn't matter how it's washed, eventually one or both wires will work it's way out the bra. Regular bra's aren't made the way they use to be, and lacks support especially for women with bigger breast. I've tried different brands of bra's without under wires and they suck which is a complaint I've heard from other women also because the fit seems to be off. Bra's without under wires appear bulky under clothing, and doesn't cover the breast as it should. I've noticed that bra's past the cup size "D" are considered plus size; however, just because a woman has a bigger cup size doesn't mean her body type is plus sized. Once a wire pops out of a bra, it becomes useless, and I get tired of spending money on bra's, Sometime

   Good Friday , April 2011, a tornado hit the St. Louis area, at the airport, and several surrounding municipalities. I'll never forget that day, and the event that took place. It continuously rained all day, and when night time came it was darker than usual. The tornado sirens were going off back to back. I started standing in the doorway watching the sky, and noticed the lightning in the sky was an reddish orange color. Something kept feeling odd, so I opened the blinds to the window to keep an eye on the outside. "The basement steps were located in the kitchen and the living room entrance was next to the kitchen." While cooking,  I stood in the doorway of the kitchen  and dining room looking out of the window. The lights flickered off for a second, so I grabbed my then 4 year old daughter, and told her dad "lets get to the basement" since the lights came right back on, he didn't really see the need. After standing there looking at him crazy, the lights