Gunshots
Gun shots are going off down the street
I ran down the street with my Gun
to see what had happened.
My friend was holding someone and
when I got closer
I saw that it was his girlfriend.
He was bloody for holding her
We was all sad because she was your friend
I was calming him down because he wanted to seek revenge
She looked nice but now she is gone
Three days later we put her to rest.
Me and my friends stayed with him
so he didn’t go seek revenge.
Friday, February 26, 2010
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7 comments:
that is a sad poem it would suke if it was truow.
This poem is hard
Alfredo
Thats sad. I hate how people die but have nothing to do with whats going on!
Thats life but it's good that u did that
awww thats sad =( what a good friend
.thats some sad stuff man that would trip me out it it really happened in front of me::
That is a sad poem
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