I hear not most laughter
here, then,or after
it's the power and weakness that reaches my ears.
grapples in paper and form as
the wars purge and implore
my heart is absolutely torn
between the hate
between our fate
for our lives are each at stake.
It's as if the cars that drive and beep their
the silent screams of tears
because they're far too
for their song has a fare.
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