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A Poem for Trayvon: Rainbows and Rope Burns

According to croberts5: At the end of some rainbows lay Olympic size pools of blood from a body that once was… breathing. In search of  a pot of gold, or hell maybe just tryna get home. Cause Skittles commercials ain’t supposed to end this way, cause drowning at the end of the rainbow isn’t the way … Continue reading

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