I look out on a place where peace once exsisted
its no longer is here
all that's left is fear and despair
two sides colliding
one must choose a side or be chosen
tension and anger run so thick
one can almost see it
I turn my head from side to side
I begin to see
I don't know who I want to be
both sides call out to me
I scream out and begin to run
into the night
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