So many

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So many scars in places
So many unknown faces
So many untold stories
So many untold glories
So many guns and fights
So many suicides

Only if we could turn back time
We'd change this silly rhyme
So no more suicides
No more ropes tied
No more tears to cry
Just our fears will fly

~B.F

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