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hurts

It hurt seeing my family in the dirt
So many gone under feels like we cursed
Now I'm on  high alert, thinking who's next
Spoke to God but never confirmed he heard my words
So Now I'm going on a search
But somehow pass through a church
Into a grave, everything feels worse
Seeing them in the dirt
My tears burst and heart gets burnt
Why am I still in this world
Written by echoT
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