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I was thinking about all war in general and this just came out of me. I was very young. I think maybe 12 years old when I wrote this piece.

Submitted:Oct 27, 2012    Reads: 62    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

End War Words of hate. Man's cruel fate. Blood runs cold. Men fight over gold. How can we change the ending? How can we change the message we are sending? We've got to open our eyes. We cannot go on telling these foolish lies. We can heal the pain. Too many good hearts have been slain. I know we cannot forget, but we can forgive. Humanity deserves another chance to live!


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