~Just some small poems I write when I'm bored.~
Sometimes when I'm low,
I think I have to go.
To a better place,
probably not that great.
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Forgive them my lord,
what's done is done.
How did they know
they'd need to use a gun.
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They live their lives,
just like us.
Who are you?
To judge their soul?
Whether it's good or not,
nobody shall know.
YOU ARE READING
I see Humans, but No Humanity.
Poésie~ It really is a shame, that people play a game. A gun to their head, a knife in their bed, All because of a game~
