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Aug 2018
As he watched the children,
They would laugh and play.
Looked over a way to them,
The police he knew on way.

The children were laughing,
The children try to run away.
He creeps closer for a killing,
Killed a boy, now he’s ******.

The man wanted his victims,
He wanted them very ******.
He killed boys for themselves,
Now the police caught many.

Another child’s sad death upon,
Now the man was thrown in jail.
The police saved many children,
Rotting in prison without any bail.
Steven Bowman
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Steven Bowman  21/M/United States
(21/M/United States)   
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