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poetry just becuase(: Hold the pieces of the past;
And hope the lesson will last.
Learn the cruelty that took place.
And watch evil with a new face.
Murder, sacrifice, war, and crime.
Millions killed during such times.
Villans against heroes, darkness against light.
Different people's opinions provoking a fight.
Innocent people, dying for greed.
Lives being lost at a great speed.
Over ignorance, religion, race, or pride.
Yet no one knows the tears we've cried.
Mistakes have been made, recorded, and taught.
Bodies were burned, hung, and rot.
If only we had known back then.
If only everyone had been called a "friend."
Hear the words of those passed away;
Writhing in pain and unable to say.
Tormented, beaten, and yet they cope.
Everday of their Hell, they found their hope.
Broken, shattered, long gone are their dreams.
Now you can only hear sorrowful screams.
Blood spilling everywhere, death hangs with thee.
It's not your fault, the others can't see.
Nightmares and darkness come true come alive.
Sentenced to death, though others take the dive.
Thou shall not die in vain;
Thou shall be rid of thy pain.
Take my hand and I'll bring you through.
Have courage now, I'm here to help you.
Realie that the darkness does exist.
In all hearts, the thought persists.
Life isn't a walk in the park.
Everyone was in the dark.
Hope this pain will fade back to darkness.
Watch evil become less and less.
Broken, shattered, long gone are their dreams.
Now you can only hear sorrowful screams.

Article posted October 7, 2011 at 12:17 PM • comment • Reads 2534 • see all articles



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