a group of people watch the terror as blazing blue and yellow and red and orange fire up the night sky. dirt swirls at their feet while they suffer, defeat there's teardrops in their eyes. They hold eachothers hands And slowly bow their heads. say a little prayer And are prepared for what comes next. Reflections of what used to be lie in the remaints of the ruined city. Trapped inside despondency, kicking to be free, kicking to be free. a single person watches the terror of people dying, of people crying, of people trying to live. To hold on and say goodbye to the life they once knew.Birth sign: Gemini
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