Why do we fight eachother,
No matter what the color,
We are all made with the same,
Tissue and bone found in this game,
For life is too short,
Yet, we can't seem to sort,
All the differences that we hold,
And our hearts only grow cold,
Why must we label one another,
And chose to call certain people a brother,
Don't we both have a heart and soul,
And a stomach that we try to keep full,
And cry when we were wronged,
Or even if we heard a sad song,
It doesn't matter what i do,
Because the way your life goes...is up to you














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OMG a Tumbleweed! <3 <3
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For all the things i wish to do,
Everyone wishes that i flew,
And fall into the darkness' end,
For no one would have to deal with me then
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For all the things i wish to do,
Everyone wishes that i flew,
And fall into the darkness' end,
For no one would have to deal with me then
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For all the things i wish to do,
Everyone wishes that i flew,
And fall into the darkness' end,
For no one would have to deal with me then
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For all the things i wish to do,
Everyone wishes that i flew,
And fall into the darkness' end,
For no one would have to deal with me then
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