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He walked alone in the night,he took that life,forever changing someones path,even his own.For he is content in his world,for he beleives he has not been seen,but he has.So tell me why did you take that life,an life that did not belong to you.And so you felt,your bullits had to rain,fillin the air with pain.And so let me tell you ,his family never stopped loving him til the end.And just pray your family will never know such an lost,to one day cover your body with dirt an moss.Run as fast as he can,like the coward you really are.Who made you an self appointed king was it that gun you held in your hands and why not just walk away like an man,making god your biggest fan.For all life is presious,worth more then gold,as one day your story will be told.And this is for my young youth,lay down your swords for the lord.Because only he giveth and only he can taketh away.For all life is presious to the young and old.For bound my soul to the ground I live,let no man taketh away that which is not his.For all life is presious says the lord my god!
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