A World Of Pain

by Ngairini Pollett   Aug 29, 2006


What is this they call life
a path to which we choose
a dream not nearly fulfilled
a love we're destined to lose

This world, a mere death trap
innocence lost in it's pain
the crimson tears stain the skies
of creatures driven insane

Peace no longer existant
the rage of hate and war
taken into the darkness
this world destined to be no more.

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