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The Faceless One Who Is Shotby a Gun

Those bones are salted; Spread around the skull by orthodontist; The artist constructs he's faultless The face of the faceless one: Abandoned be at the holding a gun; Menus heat it up in the political kitchen; Christians rights to raise their arms; Freedom Liberties right to bear arms; Strike them dead, coffins lined with lead; Must save the Soul and Spirit from the nuclear fallout; What in Heaven's name are you talking about; Freedom's Liberty to bear arms; Assassinations of innocent bystander; Bullets flying through the air everywhere; Your mothers and daughter's crying; No one's around real right the right to bear arms; The face of the faceless one I have a right to bear arms Someone take this out of my chest; My body's riddled like broken glass; This at best, Mankind's political system stinks? BANG????????? MY GOD today I just been SHOT... 10/19/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr

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