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A Fugitive On the Run

I robbed a bank today Suprisingly I got away The cops were just seconds behind The money so much money is mine I cant believe I pulled it off Just a hoodie, bandana, and a plastic gun airsoft I told that teller give it all to me So scared so frightened was she put in the bag stuff it nice and full or I will be forced to give this trigger a pull Everyone stand down not a single noise I pulled it off with stellar poise As I left I had goosebumps up my spine I finished it like the movies in record time I got away I made it no repercussion in sight Until I was alone that very same night Couldn't stay out of the windows in my home They showed my photo on the news (I must be known) What did I do there is no turning back Need to stuff this money into my pack Stuck constantly looking over my shoulder Life as I knew it is completely over Going to hit the road see what I can find The worry the guilt racing through my mind I thought I was successful but the aftermath isn't fun Wait this means I am a FUGITIVE on the run 4/1/16

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Date: 4/2/2016 2:57:00 PM
You are a very well versed story teller... I can envision it in my mind. Well done!
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