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Summer Night

April 7, 2017
By kfudge17 BRONZE, New City , New York
kfudge17 BRONZE, New City , New York
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Summer night-
Air warm and tight.
Dropping peels on the ground.
The memories of us,
As we snuck on the bus,
That citric smell all around.
It coats my fingers,
And in our breath it lingers
As we arrived at a playground
I finished the clementine
Then I heard her whine
I looked and saw her confound
A gun to her head
Angry slurs, screams, and all my dread
Loud bang as he came to me unbound
“I saw you two on the bus,” he said
“You get what you deserve, instead
Of being a f** here you can be one underground”



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