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Teimar Matthew
November 7, 2013
My eyes were wide
on the streets where he died.
The blood he bled,
the bloods he lead,
now all he got was a bullet to the head.
He didn’t quit.
With all his strength,
Down to the last bit
always there had my back.
Brains are what he lacked.
Like the brother I never had,
he wasn’t so bad.
The police on his case,
He led them on quite the chase.
As he sat in jail
J.P. found the money for bail.
After 3 months away
under the stars we lay.
For one more night,
until he seen the white light.
© Tanner H., Kaysville, UT
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