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I live in fear But never for myself Bystanders video, as the act done by “my people” takes place But I am not one of “my people” I live in fear Not from them, but for them Another mother who loses her son Maybe from a gun maybe from a cop kneeling on his neck Either way it is not correct Innocent lives lost, with no one to pay Day after day, the fear grows Sprouting into the unknown Pouting people pray But they could never repay “my people” keep their jobs And their lives I wish things could go my way For I would jump far forward to what I hope will be the good days
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Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
Fear
I live in fear But never for myself Bystanders video, as the act done by “my people” takes place But I am not one of “my people” I live in fear Not from them, but for them Another mother who loses her son Maybe from a gun maybe from a cop kneeling on his neck Either way it is not correct Innocent lives lost, with no one to pay Day after day, the fear grows Sprouting into the unknown Pouting people pray But they could never repay “my people” keep their jobs And their lives I wish things could go my way For I would jump far forward to what I hope will be the good days
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20/F/Pennsylvania
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
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