temporary always

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gunshot heard from two doors down


now they are worried


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never were they worried 

when blood dripped beneath loose sleeves 

never were they worried 

when raised voices shook the windows 

never were they worried 

when waterfalls spouted from my eyes

never were they worried 

when my knuckles turned bloody & bruised

never were they worried 

when i hid my body behind baggy layers of fabric 


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now they worry

when the gunshots resounds in their ears of onlookers

the sound of a shell hitting the ground

a body slamming to the ground 

i am temporarily

out of order


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