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This World You Call Home LIVING IN THE SHADOWS

Poetry By: LizLew
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Paradise? All I see is a disgrace.


Submitted:Jul 27, 2011    Reads: 28    Comments: 6    Likes: 3   


This world is a barren waste, the people are a shame.
You want this world to be yours to claim.
Lies and cries, killing your soul,
Not that you care, you just want riches and gold.
You want the money, the land, the sea,
You don't care about the destruction of families.
You kill whoever, whatever, whenever you please,
You'd even go as far as the killing of babies.
Look at what you've created, this was a home!
Now it's dead and its man-kinds fault alone.
This world is a barren waste, the people are a shame,
And when everyone is dead, remember you're to blame.





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