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Feb 2013
Death
Such a small word.
Though;
filled with so much power.
Power
Everyone wants it.
Some get it.
Few severly abuse it.
Abuse
It hurts.
It kills.
Many simply turn the other cheek.
They choose not to help.
Help
Everyone needed it.
No one gave it.
No one ever even offered.
They were too scared.
Scared**
Scared of death.
Scared of the power.
Scared of being abused.
And terrified to offer any help.
Written in my world history class. But I feel it relates to so much more than just the holocaust
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