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Mommys Boy

What makes you kill a little boy His only joy is his toy At 5 he is still a baby And that’s no maybe A gang member shot him in the head. He has been left in the street for dead Was not even in school Shot in the head by a fool This is all he ever did everyday to eat his breakfast and play Not a care in his life and mind yet he was treated very unkind Never will he play with his toy the gang came and took the boy he was killed by a grown man The reason, because he can

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Date: 3/20/2025 7:29:00 AM
My grands’ stepsister was shaken nearly to death by her own father, who remains in jail possibly not forever… She is a sweet girl who will never be the same. God sees all!
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