"Gang Violence Takes Another Life"
The headline for today's paper reads.
I hang my head in silence
That was you, wasn't it, Steve.
I warned you it could happen
I told you to get out.
But nothing really mattered
Your gone, no doubt.
I remember how we used to laugh
All the fun times that we had.
They are nothing more than shadows
That haunt my very past.
I remember the day exactly
Outside you were.
They drove by and shot you
My insides did stir.
On my lap you laid
Your eyes almost closed.
"I'm sorry, " you whispered
And there was no more.
Honey, your the reason
Why these acid tears fall.
Maybe if you would have made the right choices
These tears wouldn't have been shed at all.
Honorable mention
Bronze trophy winner
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