GRIEF

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Rivers of anguish, pain and sorrows
Flows to streams, streams
Of tears and of dead dreams
Carcass lines in rows
Hands separated from legs, all apart
Life like flame, it burn
The body cold as spirit and soul depart
Death has visit and was not spurn
Earth shakes, there is a hollow
Heavy hearts, grievous grief
Life becomes shallow
Life is short, why make it so brief?
Unnecessary shooting and killings
What happened to being siblings ?

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