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I went up to my bud/but he was puffing and a snuffing his stuff/

He said, “Watch out kid/’cause I’m bound to get ruff/ I say, “Watch out

yourself/ or you’ll be locked and knocked in some handcuffs/ and if that ain’t

enough/ think of the freaks in your mind/ they’ll play your crime and rewind/ over and

over and over again/ spare yourself and others my friend.”

He starts to get red and upset/ his eyes blink/I notice his forehead was covered in sweat/he swore and said, “I don’t really care, I don’t mind the pain, I can take it, Nothing really matters, I can shake it.” “No you can’t” I reply as I watch the anger, fear, confusion in his eyes, and I notice he tries to leave reason with lie. It’ll make some cry, sometimes we wonder why, I just hope God’s love will break through. Hope the truth and light will shake through. Hope he can realize God’s love, and I hope you do to.

ALLuminum, November 29, 2003, finished 8:04 p.m.