I wish I had not an eye
The faces I see
Makes me cry.
I wish I can't hear
This lies
Hurts my ear.
How can I breathe
When the air
Smells of hatred and grief.
I wish I wasn't born
The good ones
Are dead and gone.
No more fear
Everyone's screaming war
Here and there.
I wish I was GOD
You won't be reading this
At least, not in this world.
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