Mac Eleven

I looked at his rolex watch for toI long. Now its mine… I have a rolex now but I can’t tell time… His life was like a gang member throwing up the wrong signs… Silence… The end… He was trying to be someone he was not. Tarnished his gems because he was at a place that he shouldn’t have been. Maybe if he was real to himself he wouldn’t have been shelved. Sometimes in a police state foolishness causes death.

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