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The rhythm is known even to the next generation The rhyme has changed to a prophecy and fulfilled a nightmare Nights become heavier, dreams started being empty, place of peace become a playground of vengeance. The danger is to whom it is towards, because... The shooter plays a victim scared to face reality of pulling the trigger. Felt heartbeat turning to a ticking bomb...It was something I've seen before, somewhere I have been before. Because I have always been told; men are stupid, heartless, and lost. Now lost between two lives, I ask myself, Should I have? Should I have fallen in love? But a man who cannot accept his faith in dying, such man risks losing his soul in darkness. I know I am not a better man but for what remains of a man, I accept the identity of the man I am, the man who should have never loved

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