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Jun 2016
Guns in hands determined to shoot
Evil with vengeance as a mission pursuit
A world with a questionable tomorrow
Tears in outcry of sorrow
Pity in gun hands
Hatred roars throughout the land
Blood killing alley
The Heavens are totally concerned
When will the world ever learn?
The sun has immediately turned black
Heaven wants togetherness, and we must embrace and bring the love back
Get rid of your gun
This is not a pun
The gun is what kills among
Capitol Hill, what are you waiting for?
Guns will soon control the Senate Floor
What do some of you continue to ignore?
Bullets and ammunition have a mission too **** until dead
Now we must not be mislead
Guns have lasted far too long
They should have been done away with where they belong
Enough talk as action a waits
Capitol Hill, you need to respond before it’s too late
Now what would it take?
The longer you wait
Fate could have us all in a coffin state.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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