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Sep 2011
We're the children of dark
of desolation and despair
nothing but barren fields
left to feed our hunger

we were left bereft
our legacy, nothing but ashes

this world crumbles swiftly
flowers wither at our feet, dying
we've been killing ourselves
since before we were born

we are the evil
the doom of this world, all we can become

hatred mars our souls
worn like a wicked brand
burned into our very existence
marked by deeds undone

we are the children
we scream from nightmares while we are awake

we are the lost ones
the path burned before we even began

we are the unborn
destined to live within a dying world

we're the generation
the ones you left behind with nothing left

we're the revolution
breaking from our cages, we will be freed

we are your children
we are the refugees
we are the rebels
we are your demise

we are the children...
Halie Harris
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