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where did we go wrong


bombs are dropping people screamin as terror rolls in men are full with rage women and children hide is this what our world has come to killing, hating, rapeing, robbing where did the good head on your shoulders go taking everything for granted treating human beings like another piece of dirt on the road what has happened to this place we call home garbage everwhere you done eating throw it out the car window let the animals fill up on toxins it doesnt matter people have lost their minds children growing up thinking wrong is right right is wrong it makes me sick but this is all just another day on this planet we call home.
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