Quiet Streets

Night falls and everything is silent,
The people are quiet,
A sleep in peaceful slumber,
But in the city streets,
Their sits a kid, who mournfully cries for his parents return
They were separated from him by the war,
Taken from the grasp of his helpless hands,
And now every night he sits on the empty streets in desperate want for affection,
Waiting for his parents to return and the war to end,
But In solemn thought it already has, years ago
Only if enough tears could somehow reverse the past..

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Thanks guys! I really

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Beautiful, keep it graceful,

Beautiful, keep it graceful, everything is coming and going, and as it does acceptance is the only thing that makes it bliss, don't dismiss the wrong for it's only conditional. Keep writing, you've got talent.

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powerful, well done! SS

powerful, well done! SS

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