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Holocaust - Poem by sweet n toxic ...
In the eyes of a man, there's enough resistance to hold back them tears
he believes he shouldn't cry because tears would show great fear,
so he plays the role of being so cold-hearted,
but as soon as he realizes, many people dying helplessly,
and many people crying hopelessly, he begins to loose it all,
he slowly starts breaking down, piece by piece, silently,
he closes his eyes, and pretends this is all a lie,
but as he opens them, he sees a woman crying helplessly,
and a jewish police beating her endlessly,
he sees a man in his police uniform, pointing a gun to a baby,
and as he pulls the trigger, the world becomes just one tear,
and the man becomes just one little piece of paper,
in the crowded place...
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