Pain
Gun in a hand Blood drops on soft sand Dead bodies drowned with blood Almost like a water flood Sadness fills the air Broken heart you will never bare Police sirens heard from a far One small drop from a grenade in a jar Explode with sorrow Everything's hollow Fire flowing Sadness showing Loss of souls that can't stay With one single shot A life is taken away Going through the night and day With sorrow grief and pain Not one single outbreak of noise in the rain
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