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mercy


mercy, is what i begged for, mercy, i pleaded no more, seeing that red impala, running from an opening window heat hotter than a sauna, the loud gunshots,bleading eardrums, the screaming of my friend makes my feet numb, i turn back to look in utter dis-belief, mercy, blood running from his back down to his feet, red triggers the anger thats within, mercy, have mercy on no men, its what i pleaded when he took his last breath, its what i thought about when i said "whats next", he told me to" run and to never look back", so i ran forward and saw what the future is going to lack, the sound of gunshots echos inside my head, i take pitty on myself,whyy i havent even bled, mercy, my past please have mercy on my future, will i ever win or will i always feel like a loser, mercy, is there any in the world, please have mercy im just a young girl, Meeting Each Ratinal Choice Youve Made Everyday --ALIZE DAVIS<3 R.I.P AL YOU ARE FOREVER LOVED AND NEVER FORGOTTEN
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alizefaison
THIS POEM IS A BIG STEP FOR ME ITS ABOUT THE DEATH OF MY ONE AND ONLY BEST FRIEND AND HOW HE GOT SHOT BY A BLOOD, HE WASNT IN A GANG I WAS AND BECAUSE I WAS SOO STUBBORN AND SAID SOMETHING TO THAT GANG WHILE PASSING HE TOOK THE FALL , THE POEM IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY THAT HAPPENED ON JANUARY 10TH 2013 AND THIS IS ALSO TO RAISE GANG VIOLENCE AWARENESS.

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