I see the cops, and I run,
They seem sure I had a gun,
I beg and scream "no please I have a son,"
I was killed, and at the end of the day, nothing was done.
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Moonlight Poetry
PoetryPoetry and art are food for the soul. I think it's time you started feeding yourself. - Nightingale --------------------------------------------------------------------- An original collection of poems all written by me, I look forward to going th...
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I see the cops, and I run,
They seem sure I had a gun,
I beg and scream "no please I have a son,"
I was killed, and at the end of the day, nothing was done.
