In a Powder KegMature

Burning words of hate
Inflaming our whole being
Shields of glass shattering
Piercing into our skin
Cutting deep
Lashing
We are chained in an infinite struggle
Confusion fuelled by anger and disbelief
Hatred and Love spinning together
Sparks rain down on a sea of explosives
We watch them cover us with explosions
Mangled
Burnt
Dead
only dead inside
There are tears in your eyes
and I'm bleeding
What are we doing?
We should stop
Stop
Maybe
No
Never
We should never stop.

The End

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