They are the hunters
With guns and cages
Walking in the wild
Chasing our lives.
We hold our hands
With a fear in our eyes
Afraid of death
Run for our lives.
We run in places
Where no one ever sees
Holding our breaths
Just to save our lives.
Why everyone disagrees?
We live in this place
Purely innocent
To kill our lives.
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What's Next?(The Untold 2)
PoetryYou'll never really learn unless you give yourself a hard try- Lei Strauss
