The stars are ablaze tonight,
ready for the weather,
and the pain of watching us live.
The lampposts are gleaming tonight,
wishing to move.
Our blood is boiling tonight,
after being spilled so many times.
When will it end?
The houses are burning
The world is learning
The people are yearning
And the pain finally ceases.
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Author:
Screaming goat (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 16th, 2022 09:02
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments1
Nicely done! The day the "pain finally ceases" is the day I'll feel solace. Kudos to you! 💖👍
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