Six o’clock. The sun is setting. Lying down, life is getting Anxious, depressing, always forgetting Then three pops. Pop pop pop What was that?! Then a scream. Aaaaahhhhhhhh! From a woman Stepped outside to investigate. In a scared, cautious state. Hey, hot shot, what happened? Mexican said ehhh someone got shot No big deal. Desensitized […]
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