Say what you feel
don't worry about me
your thoughts are strong but no one cares
if you still breath
then write me a letter
the world is just a bunch of stars
fighting against each other in the dark
with no pretense to stop
how could you sleep?
with the hole world starving
they say we care
but do we fight for peace?
With my hands tight
and my voice a silence
someone just stole the fighting part of you
and now your running back to the past
pretending is a sign
of love
what a pity shame to do
when you want to run from you
would you wish I gave you one more chance?
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