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Some writing on a wall That's all Nothing to see here so you can just move along Paint on concrete, or maybe even laden bricks A ghetto magnum opus sending a message to those walking along, familiar with spray paint cans clicks Just another death here, nothing to see here keep it moving So many young ones die in my city, despite the lambasting and berating of various communities. Another life cut tragically short It's just.... How many times must we hear that phrase before we shove it back down their throats?
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC
It's just Graffiti
Some writing on a wall That's all Nothing to see here so you can just move along Paint on concrete, or maybe even laden bricks A ghetto magnum opus sending a message to those walking along, familiar with spray paint cans clicks Just another death here, nothing to see here keep it moving So many young ones die in my city, despite the lambasting and berating of various communities. Another life cut tragically short It's just.... How many times must we hear that phrase before we shove it back down their throats?
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC
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