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May 2016
When I think about love,
I do not want to think about death....

Yet I just saw tears in one's eyes,
that was involved in one's life....

A girl only 30,
giving her new man a ride....

Caught a bullet in the chest,
that was not meant for her....

Her ***** must of been a punk,
to put her in that position....

Life at times is so hurtful,
it ***** with our head....

Two things that are real is,
Love and Death
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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