Listen
Listen one time
I just need your ear one more time
This may just be my last rhyme
It's wreak-less out here , the world short on time
More people dying than the troops at war
While we at war it's war at our front door
Killing each other while our country at war
Having families breaking down to the floor
Sometime - I'm unsure
Can I just speak little more
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