They will come in off the hinges the door will fall
Not one, not two, but dozens will fallow this guys come in as gangs.
They’re armed to the teeth. One false move and you’re really dead.
On the floor scumbag they say. The Iran of the cuffs are cold to the touch.
Headhunters some people may say but it’s the DEA. It’s a lotto game
once your name is drawn your future is all\but cancelled.
Josh
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6 comments:
Thats really cool. I really like that poem and it really means a lot. I could see how that would be dangerous and your life would be canceled.
Tayler
Sounds like this has happened to you? haha It was kind of sad to me but i really liked it i think you did an amazing job. Nick P (1)
That is a sad poem. I mean very great don't get me wrong but sad. I guess that's why no one should be in gangs.
-Kesha :)
That poem was really good. The details that you put in were really good. I like the way you think.
Karissa
WOW thats the best thing i've read today thats really good congrates
TY
That has a lot of feeling and things behind it. You did a really nice job with it. It has a lot of meaning. Good job--
Kelsee
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