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come on, be yourself. make sure your house inside is filled with joy. start off with your first walk, tiny step I fall, now I stand tall. smile. sing your soul out. smoothing and calming bang bang you're dead shot in the head 3 times, 2 times, one. tears. dance your heart out. breathe in and sweat. bang bang 50 people are dead. kiss, hug and hold. nothing else can be told. disasters, and misery in busy streets. flowers and candles on the floor, I'm sorry they're not here anymore. these people, put guns in their houses and looked at their watches. time ticked and ticked and all we heard was gun shots. people are crying, and sighing yet guns are still in their houses. bang bang.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 9:13 PM UTC
Guns In Their Houses
come on, be yourself. make sure your house inside is filled with joy. start off with your first walk, tiny step I fall, now I stand tall. smile. sing your soul out. smoothing and calming bang bang you're dead shot in the head 3 times, 2 times, one. tears. dance your heart out. breathe in and sweat. bang bang 50 people are dead. kiss, hug and hold. nothing else can be told. disasters, and misery in busy streets. flowers and candles on the floor, I'm sorry they're not here anymore. these people, put guns in their houses and looked at their watches. time ticked and ticked and all we heard was gun shots. people are crying, and sighing yet guns are still in their houses. bang bang.
A poem from 2/3 years ago on the American shootings that reoccurred
#shootings#america#emotions#sadness#love#death
Idontknowelisa
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Idontknowelisa
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 9:13 PM UTC
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