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I Wonder Why?

Many people die with tear in their eye with the thought of suicide in their mind with one last cry these innocent people die I wonder why? all these people being born in the wrong places and the wrong times They grew up only knowing how to commit crimes or how to sit in the streets asking for a couple of dimes these people go home only to be told "you'll never mount to anything" but they are only sixteen this world can be so cold so these people grow up doing the same thing they did when they were sixteen only this time they aren't as clean they grew up only knowing how to be mean one day they get tired of the crap they look down and see the gun on their lap they pick it up and put it to their head and with a sound of a BANG! They become a person of the dead.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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