Mother’s children killing mother’s children,
Blood of brothers slain by brothers,
Flows down even beyond home’s borders,
To strangers it cries,
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I sleep in the shades called darkness,
In the hollowness of existence
Where every now petrifies me
And hopes are only impossible dreams.
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When darkness sits majestically,
And calamities claim rights to existence,
When happiness is eroded,
By rushing waves of blood and tears,
...
Life is a mirage
A holocaust of opportunities and choices
What could have been,
Buried beyond six feet of what is
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