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I wish that the world was a perfect place where we could all live without being harmed Realistically this world is a disgrace our solace coming in the form of arms I wish that the world was not such a mess Terrorists and guns, I can't find the love There's blood on his hair, there's blood on her dress will we ever find strength to rise above? I wish that we could be beautiful once more Too many are lost, too many are gone No more soldiers to ever hit the floor of this ugly place that we dare call home If ever are we to share a kind heart we must first decide to give love a start
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
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I wish that the world was a perfect place where we could all live without being harmed Realistically this world is a disgrace our solace coming in the form of arms I wish that the world was not such a mess Terrorists and guns, I can't find the love There's blood on his hair, there's blood on her dress will we ever find strength to rise above? I wish that we could be beautiful once more Too many are lost, too many are gone No more soldiers to ever hit the floor of this ugly place that we dare call home If ever are we to share a kind heart we must first decide to give love a start
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
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