America "The Great"

Thu, 01/16/2020 - 22:57 -- illyb21

Anxiety fills me as I remember the glimmer coming off the gun,

I remember people telling it'll be alright hun,

but they don't know,

they don't know the struggle of having to live with that

or being startled by a drop of a hat,

I live in fear.

They don't know that I look to see where all the exits are

just in case anything gets too far,

Yet they still chant " The 2nd Amendment protects our rights"

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My country
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