Image a town. Full of loud, loud sounds. It's not no ordinary sounds. Its a kind of sounds to drive crowds out. People all trying to survive. I empathize for them. Selling all their lives to the devil. While the fear in their eyes are terrified. People are dying, children are crying. I would be lying saying this isn't true. Your witnessing this with your own eyes. Now pay attention and here comes a surprise. A woman and her son are hiding trembling, shaking, and no one is there. As the mother holds her son close to her arms, the son is slowly about to depart from his young little life; his mother is sobbing now, with a knife in her hand. Stained with blood and all over her pants this town used to be so loud, but now its become quiet. Silence now, silence.
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Poems of the truth.
RandomTrigger warning , some of these poems have gore or sensitive topics for some readers. Read at your own risk.