Nevaeh Young

Rookie (Trenton, New Jersey)

God's Child

Crimson tears trickle like rivers,
Eroding away at my spirit.
Silent screams rip my veins,
Bursting my blackened heart.

Iron bars sealed shut,
A private hell waits beyond.
Nazi's control us like puppeteers,
Tugging at the strings of our lives.

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