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Darkness


Darkness fills the sky

streets full of death

as I try to hide

to save my weary soul

 

What has it come to

when other's lives don't matter

when all they want

is the next best thing

 

Can this be the future

What we want others to remember

Has the human soul become

Black as the devil's

 

Has the world deteriorated so much

that death and destruction

are a language

and a way of life

 

Will they stop

this endless repeat of the past

year after year

decade after decade

 

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