Pilsen Community Center
United States

City looked so pretty

I hadda put a ring on it.

Faces I probably will never see again

The darkness swallows her.

Before bussiness started, he had to test her

The best thing was watching you grow

All these faces I don't even know.

The land mine of time went black on rhymes perscribed solutions fix the city n the pollution

rough land mines

explode these feelings I believe in 

they the reason for us being . Together, anyway...

The night sky always got my eye.



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