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A letter from the Future

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Everyday she bleeds some more
like a knife in her heart,
for she loved us all,
but we sucked her dry,
never to realized that her heart would die,
For we killed are mother, but not quickly nor silent,
we stuck her with a knife,
twisted repeatedly,
as she screamed in vain,
few did try to save her now,
but big business cut her down,
If life would of changed,
maybe we would still be here,
but we can'r live on maybe's,
Now can we?





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