Am I the only
One who sees
The reincarnation
Of blood and disease
Am I the only
One that is sure
It seems like my screams
Are going undeard!
And why is it all
This had to start
Right when I stitched up
My broken heart?
And were have all
My memories gone?
And to who does all
This hatred belong?
What in the hell
Goes on with our lives?
What is it that
Makes us all want to die?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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