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- The Youthful Eyes Tells All, Genocide at allpoetry
All I can remember is walking through fear in a maze of death everywhere, around me.
Chants of yells running pass me, fire abusing the old, guns bashing my friends on the ground. - Roses and Thorns, Holocaust at allpoetry
The roses begun to bleed, as they walk, to the gas chambers.
Their tears dripping down towards the heated ground. - His Eyes were Pale, My son's (RPG13) at allpoetry
Dear, to those who have forgotten us over the seas, those who saw us but then left us..Hear me and hear this you have burned my heart into the shamless shard of your glass...Listen to this:
- I'm Bleeding for You, This is My Scarifice at allpoetry
Dear Anna,
