June 21, 2009
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People killing people dying all round

The young hurting you here them cry in pain

The army march while making not a sound

In the night coal black the stars remain

It’s hard in war to stay with piece of mind

The stress it burns not knowing when it ends

They search for thoughts but little do they find

In this battle they have no joy or friend

The music of missiles ring in their minds

A shot beams through but misses over head

The enemies enraged like wild canines

Within their icy eyes the pain does spread

I know our pain it must be interlinked

The grief and pain of knowing they’re extinct

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