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Sep 2020
The weak, the fearful hides behind guns.
Pretending they are tough and mostly likely clowns with no strength.
Okay, cowards.

We all know one.
Okay, we all know a few.

Loves to intimidate.
Even use the weapons to ****.
What gang member you know is tough without it?
If you can name him?
He probably uses something like a knife.

The weak never control themselves.
And in many cases doesn't worship their lives.
Friends, think they brave in the way they died.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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