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Jun 2019
Part 2
Born out of darkness
Sworn to be heartless
Torn down to small bits
Horns on a savage
Thorns deep in my head.
Mourn for the undead,
Formed all *******
Arms around their neck
Charmed into breaking them.
Because,
killing for me is evident
Don't you see the evidence
Gun residue from the next door residence.

With ****** hands.
he's running, dam.
One last time to see his fam
tell his momma he's sorry,
Let her know his story,
media outlets turn everything ugly..
So he's running all these thoughts rushing
his hearts pumping
that's when he hears the sound of a gun cocking.
Bang!
Everything stops then...

The shooter missed, he hid real quick.
The shooter yells, I'll get you yet.
He hears the steps he starts to sweat
he killed a man was this revenge,
He's thinking fudge it, this it.
the steps get close, he sees the grip
he goes to tackle in self defense.
Both men down
struggling,
swinging fist,
wrestling.
Trying to live.
Human beings,
this is it.
Doesn't matter who you is,
When the guns at your feet
it's you or him,
Bang! bang!
Now he killed another man! Dam
the brother to the other man! Fam...

With ****** clothes a runny nose
He sees his home, he's getting close,
Two cop cars pull up real slow.
Blue, and red, start to glow,
They yell hands up, he refused
That's when the cops start to shoot,
Bullets flying, sizzling by.
he's just a kid he starts to cry
The mom clueless opens quick!
He jumps in front before it hits....

To be continued.
Written by
Anthony Collazo  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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