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Dec 2017
I'm screaming
I don't know why but I am
Maybe it was a bad dream

Or maybe it was the real life monster
This world is filled with nothing
Hatred fuels me as much as the next

What have we become?
We walk away from a protest
Blood on our hands
Smiles on our faces

Why do we not see
This world of hatred will be the death
The death of I used to be
Of who everyone used to be

Raise a flag of peace
Or continue with your blood
The war has only begun.
Written by
Emmychu  16/F/Tennessee
(16/F/Tennessee)   
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