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by Kristy Apr 14, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Red are the tears Flowing down through the years Crying on the rust colored dirt These are lives dissolved in hurt Tears of blood forever stain What do we intend to gain Cross these lands of pain and hate What if it is not too late? Hate still consuming The hearts of men Fires still burning We can not win Lives are now falling Crumbled to the ground Death is calling These lives will never be found