Roses&Guns.
I put a rose on the graves of my enemy's', I raise my guns to the sky with my eyes full of envy
A gun in the ghetto land stains blood on young hands, when society is corrupted by the image of controlling men.
If the government is to protect the American way, why are they holding the guns to the little one's face?
If I had a rose for every life gun down, I would have a garden of death that no man can count.
If life was like a rose how sharp would be the thorns; would the red come from the beauty or from the blood of lost souls.
As the story is told the gun will be raised to the sky, as a rose is placed down on the grave of a lost life.
raytion Community Member 
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