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Oct 2015
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TERRORIST

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the old lady hobbles with her cane

Down the street

/:/

The old country

Hobbles down the years

With a nuclear bomb

TERROR



The little girl

Looking for love

Eyes  her ******

In the mirror

//

She is about ready to make a poor decision

)(

!(

If we pretend we don't see the poverty

We can hide our intensions

For a little while

//

TERRORIZED

::

We try too hard to pretend

That we are not

::

The blood

Dripping across our face

TERRORIST

seems the only thing to be
Written by
jeffrey robin
491
   John Racky
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