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Scattered myriad of burned down roaches and the stench of stale smoke in the air Charlie Parker plays from the doomed speakers There's a cacophony of noise in the outside sunshine breeze and the dusk is setting The amalgam of police siren sempiternal wailing and deep bass affection The windows rattle as riot vans cascade, anguish and the hooded teen bleeds out unconscious, knife wounds Skinny framed cloud-man, arrived so sweetly this morn and leaving dust-bowl plethora, startled screaming mother in mourn
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 4:33 PM UTC
Storefront Bloodied and Police Tape Sullied (We'll Be Right Back)
Scattered myriad of burned down roaches and the stench of stale smoke in the air Charlie Parker plays from the doomed speakers There's a cacophony of noise in the outside sunshine breeze and the dusk is setting The amalgam of police siren sempiternal wailing and deep bass affection The windows rattle as riot vans cascade, anguish and the hooded teen bleeds out unconscious, knife wounds Skinny framed cloud-man, arrived so sweetly this morn and leaving dust-bowl plethora, startled screaming mother in mourn
05/06/13 One more life lost and the struggle seems hardly worth while.
reece
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 4:33 PM UTC
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