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It Just Won't Stop


When will it end? My heart cannot bear to hear the horrible news, The killings of the innocent are giving me blues It is never-ending trend Or, that's how it seems "I was being attacked" is their only valid excuse When clearly the videos show their abuse A prosecution to happen only exists in dreams. The broken families need closure, Evidence is always tampered with and fabricated The wait to receive answers makes me frustrated The only thing presented is the body's exposure. Something has to be done Protests, violent or not is not doing much We will forever hold our grudge So please, stop pointing the gun.
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