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Blind

To its own addiction

Silently slaughters

The masses.



Annihilation

Of the people

Unknowing,

Innocent.



Fumes, choking,

Lack of oxygen

Scarlet liquor

Stains the streets.



Trembling children

Smothered

By the diaphanous gas,

Submit to the pain.



Terror

Grips the oblivious

Knocking from behind

Stealing lives.



Blue lips

Cry out for 'mama'

Asphyxiated,

Voices fade.



Death wanders

Searching the streets

For more innocent lives

Who can't escape its clutches.



So many lives

Lost

Never forgotten

By the lucky ones.