Poem -

When a stranger called

When a stranger called

Across this street

Where you were murdered

Taken by the stranger

Pulled into a corner

Stabbed 17 times

After assault 

Sexual

You were taken

From beautiful innocence

To the dark night calling 

Where is thy saviour 

When you were screaming

Where, when a stranger called

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Lucas Lazar

The composition of Jai is a question that nobody has yet been able to answer, where God is finds whenever innocent blood is spilled?, but the murderous hands are not always strange, also those dark hearts may belong to the immediate environment.

A greeting.

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Jai Masters

Dont forget the evil world 

God save us. 

Thank uuuuu mr Lazar! 

Luv uncle Jai:)

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Tony Taylor

Dam Straight JAI MASTERS!!........ this is definite tragedy that slaps us in the face so often that we become numb to its VERY real....... daily blight upon humanity!!........ you have such a gift for writing on topical issues......... this is wonderfully crafted brother .........succinctly powerful........... and the kind of reminder that should be applauded!!.............ALL STARS..........thanx for this!!........... awesome sauce bro!!........... smiles..........T xo

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Jai Masters

Based on a murder two years ago

this evil world!! 

Thank uou Tony for cominh by Jai

with sauce!! 

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