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Jun 2018
I drive in fear
The roads are cemeteries
Because I know their near
My fate never varies
I don’t have to swerve
Or run a light
I’m on their shooting preserve
And I’m a dear at night
They say I’m dangerous
So they must fire to survive
But when they endanger us
The world takes five
I tremble as I start my car
Buckle my belt to go
I pray their far
Or else become a cnn cameo
Call my wife mom and kid
I pull out the parking lot
I rather get a bid
Then a buckshot
Three lights in
Two miles left
One costly sin
I turned with no signal which is like theft
The chilling cold blue came quick
I pray to god and text goodbye
Because with just a snap
I can die
Miguel Carmona III
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Miguel Carmona III  28/M/Atlanta
(28/M/Atlanta)   
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