dontshoot
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I'm out in the streets, blowing off steam.
My body tall, my body lean.
I wear a hood to better shield me from the night.
I never knew to someone, it would bring such fright.
Tears fall from the eyes of his mother
Another black boy
the victim of a senceless murder
we teach or boys not to join gangs
or sell drugs
You can be more than a thug
