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Ruins

the world

 

was nothing but ruins

 

a future

 

no one wanted

 

it came in words

 

in letters

 

in the fists thrown by many

 

as if 21 guns

 

as said in the song

 

shot out at once

 

but no arms were in surrender

 

just blood everywhere

 

tears on every childs face

 

corpses of families everywhere

 

if only

 

we could've known

 

this was preventable

 

this could be solved

 

with just the words

 

I'm Sorry

 

these ruins

 

are our present

 

if only

 

we could go back

 

to our not so ruined past

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Written by
the-fluffy-kit-on-fire
22 / F / American
Published
Oct 4, 2017
Lines·Words
25·89
Notes

I wrote this a year ago but it's kind of relative to recent events. Also, yes it is I, I am back after 3 year Hiatus.

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#ruins#angst
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