hands up don't shoot
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You will never know.
Luckily you will never feel that shaking terror running through your veins like ice.
You will never stare before you down the barrel of a gun
Frustrated!
Frustrated at the actions of the people who's supposed to protect
I feel it in your voice
I sense it in your stare
I taste it in your tears,
a battle fought for countless years