Against The Mob Poem by DARK SIDE
Against The Mob
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NOW I'M ON MY HANDS AND KNEES
BEGGING YOU DON'T SHOOT ME
NOW I LAID STILL ON THE FLOOR
IN MY OWN POOL OF BLOOD
WHICH IS NOW FLOWING OUT THE DOOR
WHILE HE LEAVES HE DID HIS JOB
MAKING IT LOOK LIKE I GOT ROB
THE PRICE I PAY
FOR GOING AGAINST THE MOB
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4/26/2024 11:33:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
against the mob.......... a gorry event in simple words....... a geat write........