You have high hopes They will not be fufilled You say it dosn't hurt But it is the hurt that kills Why must you be the one to suffer? Why must you be the one to hate? That is the crulity of fate.
Reason for writing:
I submitted this because I would like to tell everybody to WAKE UP and look at whats going on all around us. We can make a differance.
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