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Plea Deal

How should I begin so as to end this plea?
I bleed from my heart for our reality
Continously we are seen as less than
It's harder to breathe in the free land

We're choking off of guns chain smoke
Nooses tightening even when provoked
I've wrote on this more than a few times
I'm tired of writing these type of rhymes

Time's of the essence; who wields the clock?
It's downright depressin'; even on the block
Glocks pop non-stop; aiming at my hue
We've tried everything; what's left to do?

The boys in blue and you lacking melanin
A 12 man crew choose to forgive your sin
But when it's an "other", better cop a plea
Gone til November, many will surely be
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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