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Sep 2019
So much hate
Circulating our fate
But just standing around
With a stupid face

Get off your phone
And stand up and say
I won’t take your ****
Not another day

We gotta get ******
Stir up the ****
Show them
We are no longer kids

It's our turn
We don’t wanna play
We will end up
Burning down our stage
Instead of being mad and posting your anger on face book man up and leave behind the screen and actually fight for what you believe in for.
Dominic Miles Crowl
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Dominic Miles Crowl  17/M/Pennsylvania
(17/M/Pennsylvania)   
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