Fate

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When the morning comes

They will come

And shoot us down

Then toss our bodies aside

Leaving us there to die

Not even caring as to why

We fought long and hard

But it still wasn't enough

To keep us alive

We do nothing

But wait until they come

We run during the night

And hide during the day

We listen and hear

A scream in the distance

Than a gun shot

And we know that

We have been found

It's the end for us

As they drag us

To our death

To seal our fate

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