Its tragic watching times move fast waiting for magic , in my neighborhood police arrive taking lives to a medical center its trauma so much drama outside load up the truck to see somebody mama , when will good times arrive pushing the gas focus on the drive good times drown so we dive do we survive ? The fatal gunshotz they blast hitting every spot on the vehicle we in the hospital some of us in critical , walking around they ducking in ski mask they finish the task busting shots no questions ask , they looking for hooks learning poetry through out my book , check my story a wild of different categories maybe even legendary shit is getting beyond scary

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A Hero Of The Streets
PoetryPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...