Going Out Poem by Lyric Hernandez teardrop

Going Out



Going out on the streets.
Do your thing don’t play around.
See you there on the ground.
Hold it steady.
Why you crying,
This is life for us.
Should of thought about it.
Want out?
Point it at your chest.
Your dead.

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Lyric Hernandez teardrop

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