Violence
The world around me is ful of hate and violence, there are people dieing and being shot or getting robbed. why do people choose to do these things to other people? what caussed this world to be so evil with hate and death? what every happen to the good in people? I look around in the world that is around me and there is barely any peace or love left. Is there so much violence becuase the cost of living is too much? or is it becausse the econmy is failing and people see a life of crime as there only way out? I sit and wonder what made this world so hateful and ful or violence.
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