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Nightmare of the Street
The screams draw blood
The bullets fly faster
The place grows quite
The sirens wail
The person falls to the ground
The car speeds off
The gang runs free
All of this having an impact on me
Man pronounced dead for nothing
I start to break from pressure
The streets are rough
The streets are no longer a place for me to be
I pull out mi flag
Then fold it up nice
Its sits in the lock box with pictures and a gap
Hopeing that one day ill go back
The bullets fly faster
The place grows quite
The sirens wail
The person falls to the ground
The car speeds off
The gang runs free
All of this having an impact on me
Man pronounced dead for nothing
I start to break from pressure
The streets are rough
The streets are no longer a place for me to be
I pull out mi flag
Then fold it up nice
Its sits in the lock box with pictures and a gap
Hopeing that one day ill go back
Published 7th Jul 2013
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7th Jul 2013 6:56am
I know all to well the nightmare of the streets, someone dies everyday here. you should read craig dealer.. he has a poem about the streets. i will find it and come back with a link for you . i feel you .. hello there ..
7th Jul 2013 5:14pm
Ya its been mostly family ive lost to the streets and if u dont pay attion you can get way to caught up
7th Jul 2013 7:37pm
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/16951-battle-of-the-brain/
here you go i told you i would be back with this piece.. it's an amazing poem...
here you go i told you i would be back with this piece.. it's an amazing poem...
5th Oct 2014 2:46am
Reminds me of the hood I live in :/
You paint a pretty detailed picture of it
You paint a pretty detailed picture of it
