Crime Scene

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By lance

Calling all cars..be on the look out for black male last seen fleeing a seen of a homicide on beach ave. It all seem to happen so fast i heard somebody scream did i really pull the gap is this just a dream i saw that man pull a gun i just wanted to help but for all my heroism i may have doomed myself i didn't want to see her die cuz someones life went bad i wanted to stop her cries it's the only chance i had he saw me coming and in a glance i reached up for his gun before i knew it i heard a shot my nightmare had begun i saw her fall and the shooter split sirens in the air all i wanted to do was help whys life so unfair now im running for my life i tried to give so free now i will pay the price cuz the real shooter was me.

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