Breaking inside

I feel like I’m breaking inside, like my whole life is about to collide with my thoughts of death on the Rise as my eyes are forced to visualize,

The children and their high pitched voices that cry, for the food that can keep them alive. They're forced to abide by the rules made by our Government that spies to remove all of our Rights.

What can I do  

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