This piece is about a young man that lost his life to police brutality.

Bullies are the poplar ones.

Took their innocent lives.

It's the time that we've lost in vain that often leave's us shattered.

Won't let no one else get close just to pull a move on me.

Conning in every single way full of mistrust and fallacy.

One thing I learned the most is to not love more than they love you.

Tank running on E. engines stalling in the wind. Brakes shaking, barely breaking like my emotions depleted.

When karma comes back around.

In memory of the ones lost pr affected by the Manchester Attacks.

Your eyes tells me the things that your mouth won't say.

By lelegarcia

Daydreaming about our good times across by the lake

"Raindrops splatter on the window like a thousand broken mirror shards" Reflecting the tears that are slowly dripping

By lelegarcia