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Aug 2018
Men thinking of themselves,
Ladies maybe overpowering.
They think they’re invincible,
When sadly, it’s so cowardly.

Unforgiving truth when comes,
Just we’re dying from the inside.
Arriving late, the cry overcomes,
I need comfort, nowhere to hide.

When thinking they’re invincible,
Just they’re all just being foolish.
Killed by a crime, uncomfortable,
She dies judging by a death wish.

Unwelcomed by her own guests,
Her cries were so misunderstood.
Just she needed all their respects,
Chose death, fears were no good.
Steven Bowman
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Steven Bowman  21/M/United States
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