We all bleed the same they say,
what of the differences that came along with it that stayed.
for the human race is inhumane of actions that slew.
As we yawp in silence and watch the whole crew,
life goes on but no one knew, that the end was near
and it couldn't bear, the pain we fear.
WE ALL BLEED THE SAME THEY SAY!
pour out the despondent soul, that turned into cold charcoal.
bodily fluids upon the sad old soul and from there, it stole itself whole.
if love is the silence that's hidden in vain and cause nothing,
but one losing his name to sooner walk into the wrong lane.
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***This was a very short piece indeed, but I hope you liked it... I tried.***
