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A Dirty World of Hurting Souls

How does one cope, when few will care?
I see this problem everywhere.
It's like a wall of solid brick,
that you can pound and you can kick.
It burns within the soul like ice,
and vengeance hides its dirty price.
When Love runs dry, one can despair,
and anger often shuns repair.
Twisted souls can then be made,
where bitterness is firmly laid.
How does the heart undo the pain,
that makes so many go insane?
Within each act of cruelty,
there must be lack of empathy.
Please Love come down and save the day,
so darkness does not have its way.
Written by Aquaheal
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Author's Note
I was inspired to write this over some anger in the way I was treated.
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