Gangster's Rage - Poem by Charlene Wilson
Gangster's rage will never end.
For the pasion burns deeps within,
The devil wants revenge.
The ganster's are his warriors
Deep into the night
They will fight to kill time after time.
That's what the devil wants for me
The gansters are the living form of hell.
We're the warriors who'll
try to make it all right,
The gangster's will be no more.
After they come knock on
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