All Hearts Bleed
In moments of fear and salvation,
Our minds dare to make strange choices.
And the emotions we keep bottled inside,
Leak out, as reality starts to collide,
With our darkest of fears
That seem to grow over the years.
Yet we still can't break the cycle
Of tears and regret or this strange feeling of death.
Our hearts are weaken, and sprits are crushed
As we are torn to pieces,
Facing the realization of cruelty and greed,
Only forced along in our high strung society,
We become of ashamed of memories not forgotten.
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