My home town is looking like a ghost town do to the friends that then fail victim of gun fire cause they was running scared trying to live but the demons are just to fast to out run So we must ask how do we make it out the slums when the environment is just full of bums that's lost with no hearts controlled by there addictions there every day craving wishing that they didn't feel like there in slavery trapped and never can make it kids are looking like adults cause there forced to survive on there own do to the stressed out parents that's living in there homes living in a world of trouble praying for better days every day it feels like king Kong is tearing down the environment cause the drugs are hitting people blood stream quicker then the air they breath So theres just nomercy on there souls cause the world is just so ***ing cold!!
Tmartin The Poet!
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