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Plutonium paths

Plutonium paths

There's these kids that walk on plutonium paths, shooting hearts for cocaine and cash.They are sold a side, kinahan or hutch, thrown into a life that's out of touch.

Every bullet to the head is another enemy down, the title of hitman bestowed upon there crown
Until some other pawn makes his name know, a trail of dead kids leading up to the throne.

Mainstream media fuel this gruesome hell, selling papers, labelling them, "cartel", as if it's some movie, some Mexican druglord dream, making money from a dwindling bloodstream.

Feel the pain as the tumultuous canons rein through the city streets, these kids, buired beneath our feet, unable to smell the roses, there souls forever drowning within the tears of the left behind.

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sparrowsong

Hello Gerard...

Every year I dodge the bullet I feel the earth shrinking with more people dying every year...

You have inspired me...

Have a Safe and Happy New Year!

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Nine Eleven

Thank you sparrowsong, I wrote this piece regarding an on goingΒ  feud between two rival families here in Ireland,so much death and destruction, needless violence that can be replicated anywhere in the world, thanks for reading.

Happy new year.

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