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World
Children Of the Darkness
We Were raised here
Shaved Heads
and single file lines.
Is our existence.
Died at birth,
reborn
Into nothing.
love and understanding
mere fairy tales
In old books.
hate laced blood
runs quickly through our
half dead bodies.
Torn and Alone
Even when
we are
together.
Paying for
The Sins
Of
Our Fathers
Suffering for
Mistakes Of our
Mothers.
Who ignored Us
Along the
Way
To their
hell bound
fate.
But not before
Turning our
World
Into Still burning fires
Of hatred ,
heart break
and ash.
