Did You


Did you see they bled red when you shot them dead
It's the same blood red you would shed
It's not okay any day
In any way
Black or white
Stop the fight
We all have joy
We all have pain
We are all different
And we are all the same
Hurting, hating and killing each other
It's the most horrible shame
Did you see your young one in his early state
He would play with any and all
Without a care at all
Why oh why would you fill him with hate

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