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As I feel asleep
After a stressful
Coffee feel day
I find that I see mushroom clouds in the distance
An omen of
What is  going on
This impending war
This impending hatred towards our fellow man
This empending genocide
This I will not stand for
I have has these prophecies
Of this
Since age 14
Now it 13 years later
Or so i still
Receive
Mushroom clouds in the distance
Like evil psychedelic shrooms that
Are from hell!
What we need is more security
More love for each other
It was a crisp
September morning
Very unassuming
When 20 trolls
Jerks who would take 3000
Lives
Lives plucked from this planet
Brutally
As the planes attacked there targets
The world changed for ever
        11
        175
         75
        93
You doing now what
Freedom is until
You flee a war torn country
You will never no the need to
Eat unless you’ve been in famine
You don’t know what’s
Sick
Unless you’ve been in see the human soul
And what is pure good too
I have lived a childhood
Of sadness!
Though I was a
Sweet and kind child
Brilliant in every way
The other pegged my for my
Race and my looks
Oh the sadness
I had to live
And never knowing real love
From another woman
J. Edgar
You were a great men
Even the rest did not appreciate
You
There are some like me
Who appreciate your deeds
Your help with society
J. Edgar
Even though I don’t know you
I know we are similar
In mind and spirit!  
As well other people
Who go misunderstood

— The End —