Peace (MissAkariHamada)

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 Peace


We are a world at war,

A land of much bloodshed.

We are the wicked ones,

Who stain the ground red.


We cannot stand to see

Others with more,

So we all turn against us

In a fit of war.


We all paint our faces

To show we hate them all,

And we would give everything

To see our bothers fall.


But some of us are different,

We ask the world to freeze.

We beg to end the bloodshed,

And we all beg for peace. 

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