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Pointless Destruction


What you don't know is

Deep inside I'm torn apart

I don't feel the beats of my heart.

That my tears turned to blood,

I can't stop the storm that's going on in my head.

I'm dying from words that can't be said.

Every time I look around I don't know what to say

I'm just afraid.

I hate all the disasters that are made.

The voices inside are killing me,

It won't let go, it’s eating me up

Should I strangle this voice to make it stop?

The screaming of people those that are in fear,

All the pointless destruction,  

Nightmares filling my day,

God is our rescuer to Him we will pray:

"Please let the birds back to our day have and return peace back to night.

It’s enough!  People are tired of the daily routine; they don't want those terrifying fights.

Please remove all those tears,

And put smiles instead of frowns.

Disaster took place in every town,

And now is the time to turn everything back around."

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