Behind your back
Standing
Watching
The death of
A friend
Anger
Of earlier
Fight
The struggle
Of life
You walk forward
Then lunge
Towards that boy
You see your friend
Losing hope
The boy
Drowning friend
Laughing gangs
You see your chance
Spring forward
Stab him
In the back
You free your
Friend
From death
But death takes
Anouther
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