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Despair

The rain fell hard, it cleansed our eyes,
But left us staring at the lies.
The skies burned red, but fire we saw,
Each dawn became another fall.

Through frozen hearts and weary bones,
We wandered, lost, with bloodied tones.
Our hands now scarred, we face our fate
Freedom, came too late.
Written by MalcolmG
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COPYRIGHT MalcolmG
NOVEMBER 2024
WARS DESPAIR
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