Your actions could never provoke a change. Stay in place, rot in the ground, the shame will decay and the pain will sustain
Will you feel as they slit their throats?
Everything's falling apart according to plan. You can't see the blood, your mouth is so vile
Convulsions of hopelessness - go back home, kiss your child, tell them stories how you survived
Will you feel as they slit their throats?
Everything's falling apart according to plan. You can't see the blood, your mouth is so vile
Convulsions of hopelessness - go back home, kiss your child, tell them stories how you survived
( Communal Violence )
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