Bullets do fly.
People do die.
Eyes do cry.
A world that's insane.
A world full of pain.
Dark clouds always rain.
No peace for the good.
Always conflict and war.
A hate felt mood.
On the earth does scar.
A god that's asleep.
And a devil that's awake.
Soulful eyes that weep.
And tears that are fake.
Today turns to night.
Tomorrow the world will still fight.
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Author:
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