Why hurt people? I mean really, there isn’t anything to get out of it unless you just like to crush people and their spirits. Grow up and get a life. 
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With a look in our eyes
you cry.
We die with every lie,
in their idiocy we sigh.
With us being whom they despise,
they plan our demise;
then we dream.
Our spirits marked with scars,
we search the stars
to heal our hearts,
though peace is all too far.
We battle;
we fight;
we end the lies,
heal those who’ve died,
and to silence their cries.
We finally see hope in their eyes.
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