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You run with such fear .
Face yourself a truth is about to be reviled
Bullets shoot from every direction.
They are the speeding atoms in this location.
Duck for cover! Save yourself!
Tears are dried and a spine has be hit.
Your spine cracks like a broken lid.
Scream for help echo the fear to the nearest ear.
Do listen to the choir of bullets speeding.
They are the power, the life line, the cry for help, the only ear.
Preach prayers, the target of this powerful destruction should be a modern arts true affection.
Breath in, the bullets are hear and ready to break threw cells that hold organs that breath in oxygen.
Breath out this is the cycle of an other freak out............

Miguel R