Never felt this way before,
left in this drama to catch up more,
suffocated by the smoke,
i wrote this poem,
give me some guns to make it rhyme,
hell is full so i am rotten here,
see the world that i see
all the shear fear,
make ur mind,
take ur tym,
nothing to hide,
love still deprived.
wats life? i askd my pa,
he said u r a kid to understand its 'sa'.
burn to ashes see the flashes,
cuse me on, go on..
i will not be petrified,
i will jst try to SURVIVE
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