Could End My Turn

It’s another place
And I’m surrounded
Doesn’t matter I must go
Keep punching until arms broken

Rare to find an open mind
Hate in the open fine
Weights on innocent hands
It’s another place dammed

Slaughter of humanity by humanity in this pit
Consuming each other in a awe inspiring group
And I am surrounded.

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