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Death By Chance

Many wrote about it, I don't know how many felt it. Slained , slaughtered or Death by chance. "EXPANDABLES" I Pronounce Didn't knew what it ment Got to be one to know one. SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS FIGHTING AND SHOUTING Some needed to mourn, Some wanted to mourn, Some were brutal just like ****. I get confused no one seems my own SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS KILLING AND PROPHESYING Get a gun or get gunned down, "One of us or one of them" Dilettante's crusade is never planned In company I identified myself. In solitary I understood myself. Company threatens me Solitary frightens me SYSTEM CRUMBLED , BOTS ENLIGHTENED AND SET FREE

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Date: 2/5/2024 9:32:00 AM
Love this modern theme poem. Well penned.
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