They pray
And it's all ok
They pray
And it all goes away
Never make it better
Never make it right
Never write the letter
Out of mind, out of sight.
Break the hearts
Hurt the mind
Soul in parts
Feelings fried
Forgiveness from the air
Soothe their souls through prayer
Victims still despair
Sorry never heard, how is that fair?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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