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"Shame"


She breaths

she breaks

swelling throught

tears down face

she breaks

the crowd

consumes

cries she makes

it's a whisper

the wounds that bear

named”shame”

she

“shame”

it's all but a game

in stories

there is happy

in hears its

Ending

for she

“Shame”

is but a piece

in life

called a game

no more

no less

is she

the final piece

a breaking point of history

destruction

wars that our fought beneath our feet

under the eyes of societies

yet she bears

no resemblence

to glory

yet she is victory

no more shall

“Shame” be her name

just

final piece

her own name

yet with one team

fighters

they claim to be

will you be

are you one of these

if you are

just breath

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