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Our Precious Peace Goal

I can and will be called a heathen Simply because I don't believe What they want me to believe in Certainly no demon Try To save your life and give mine With no moment of time To waste This world is Sometimes a harmful place Erase The cancerous souls The ones who don't hold Peaceful standards and goals Live life for their pleasure Destroy yours even better Don't let up Get fed up Gut up Nut up And make their voices shut up Click and clack of a gun Bang it ain't fun I know it can feel weak Your voice its just one Together, however This battle is already done Fathers and sons Protects your mothers and precious ones For what lies in their soul Is our precious peace goal

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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