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Mild then bold
That’s how the world is
Confusing, misleading

Killings happening for no reason
Preachers still out there preachin’
feels like I ought to be screamin’
Bullets beamin’ through walls and air
Hitting innocents without a care
And no help is there
And there’s blood everywhere
And on the ground
Is a mixture of blood and tears

So scared and tired
But you have to stay awake
No time for sleep or rest
Unless with a bulletproof vest
Then you get hit
And then your soul drifts
Still trying to breathe
Then you stop
And your soul is freed

The world is filled with so much hate and greed
So many drugs burning
You’d think they were trees

Love is the only thing we need
To heal painful wounds
To close open tombs
Just sit and pray in an empty room
For God to let you survive
Through another day

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The World Is
Date: Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 06:30:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: RealCrystal
Hot then Cold
Mild then bold
That’s how the world is
Confusing, misleading

Killings happening for no reason
Preachers still out there preachin’
feels like I ought to be screamin’
Bullets beamin’ through walls and air
Hitting innocents without a care
And no help is there
And there’s blood everywhere
And on the ground
Is a mixture of blood and tears

So scared and tired
But you have to stay awake
No time for sleep or rest
Unless with a bulletproof vest
Then you get hit
And then your soul drifts
Still trying to breathe
Then you stop
And your soul is freed

The world is filled with so much hate and greed
So many drugs burning
You’d think they were trees

Love is the only thing we need
To heal painful wounds
To close open tombs
Just sit and pray in an empty room
For God to let you survive
Through another day



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