Who would miss a broken jar?
Who would fight an endless war?
Who'd be too blind to realise
Loving death comes with a price?
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Written by the Wind
ŞiirIf things get too terrible to speak them out loud, that's when I start writing.. A compliation of my german and english poems. //Eine Zusammenstellung meiner deutschen und englischen Gedichte. Don't read it if you're easily triggered. These poems am...
Broken jar
Who would miss a broken jar?
Who would fight an endless war?
Who'd be too blind to realise
Loving death comes with a price?
