THE HARD LIFE

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I m awaken by the shots 

bamm bamm 

i walk outside to see him dead in his own blood 

his eyes looking up at me 

like he want to tell me something 

then i see it 

killed because of the color he is wearing 

16 years old 

and its all over 

cant even go to school without having to fight

i close his eyes 

it over our angle 

can be the angle 

he was meant to be 

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