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I look around
and all I hear is that dreadful sound.
My family is at war,
and I just want to brake down in my core.
Constantly speaking ill others,
like they want to kill their brothers.
Goddess I wish I could cry,
but I'm forced to just sit and sigh.
Family in jail.
Wishing we didn't become old and frail.
I just wish...
all this fighting would cease,
and that they would finally make peace.