My memories have been blocked out by my questions,
My identity has been pulled away by confusion;My childhood was torn apart by fear,
My heart has been broken by the ones I hold dear;My scars were made by betrayal,
My mind was once in love with the hateful;My eyes were blinded with the colour red,
My soul was fallowed by dread;My hope was lost by the falling of humanity,
My thoughts were lost by my own sanity;My world is gone because of hopelessness,
And my people ate now left with nothing but a tragic history of sadness;
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Poems: Life is Life.
PoetryJust little props (poems/songs) I've written to open the eyes. *I don't own any of the media work (art, etc)