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Oct 2018
He sat there, eyes grown wide,
Because of him, a man just died.
He pulled the trigger and made the shot,
Without even a second thought.
He was alone,
When the man entered his home.
He ran out to find the source of the noise,
Now he realizes that wasn't a good choice.
The young man was made a killer,
And now he's about to loose his dinner.
He knew he had to stay strong,
But he thought what he did was wrong.
He looked up to see a bunch of cops,
One told him that the man robbed several shops.
The cop told him "good work!"
But the young man thought he was a ****.
"How can cops death so light,
While I'm here frozen in fright?"
The young man thought.
"How is this good, because to me, it's not."
To **** the man is what he had to do,
To save his life, but if you were him, would you?
KittenKat1
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