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That smile so big like a razor had cut open your smile from ear to ear, It disturbs me out looking at those teeth under a smile black and crooked, breath like acid rain on my senses, as you once again exhale I am unable to breath. Your arms long never ending as you reach forward, sharped nails yellow with nicotine my heart beats faster as I am within your reach. Your clothes like a ****** stinking from a distance the closer I get my eyes water as you once again breath, you speak, such a gentle voice, madam he say, with claws out reached help if you can a man on hard times. I go behind my mother only eight years old, I scream go away ugly man and my mother stops and speaks, this is a person just like you and me, he has hit the bottom and with help from strangers he may just climb a step then another till he is on his feet. Never judge by what you see for this could be anyone child never disrespect those on the streets as they could easily be you or me.
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 5:41 AM UTC
The Scary Man
That smile so big like a razor had cut open your smile from ear to ear, It disturbs me out looking at those teeth under a smile black and crooked, breath like acid rain on my senses, as you once again exhale I am unable to breath. Your arms long never ending as you reach forward, sharped nails yellow with nicotine my heart beats faster as I am within your reach. Your clothes like a ****** stinking from a distance the closer I get my eyes water as you once again breath, you speak, such a gentle voice, madam he say, with claws out reached help if you can a man on hard times. I go behind my mother only eight years old, I scream go away ugly man and my mother stops and speaks, this is a person just like you and me, he has hit the bottom and with help from strangers he may just climb a step then another till he is on his feet. Never judge by what you see for this could be anyone child never disrespect those on the streets as they could easily be you or me.
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 5:41 AM UTC
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