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NO REMORSE, NO TEARS


"Please, Don't kill me" is what my enemy pleaded
My chamber intentionally locked and betrayal was the reason


He seemed somewhat confused and tried to make amends
The first shot from my Glock reminded me we were kin


"Ahha!" was the sound as he emphasized the pain
Adapted to being fake, I put one in his brain


Walked away in silence, no Remorse no Tears
How did I ever mistake this clown for being one of my peers?

Written by LaRon Coleman

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