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Copyright © 2013 07/17/2013 Skittles and a soda against a gun in its holster? One day that scream will be known as a teen not a heinous lying Fein What a sinister ploy and twist with a loaded gun and no fist? Had everyone sitting and waiting doomed by a verdict just delaying Was this just an optical illusion or, a devious planned conclusion? Now, this generation too afraid wearing hoodies will get you dead But, the Klan was still glad hoodies they've always had A verdict they too saw, ushering in martial law by: LP edited: 7/30/13

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