Pain
Pain comes in diffirent shapes and forms
Pain can be physical or mental
And it's so hard to find words
When hearts have been destroyed to ashes
I cry with victims that have fell
To hands of pure evil hatred
I'm so hurt and so ashamed
That humans have become this angry
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