Moving in all angles with gun wounds
Our bulgy eyes shed only bloodSoul is been tormented
Strong enough to bring out anger
Heart shrinks down the ocean
We are just crocodile walking in the air
Even Ebola was scared to torment the swollen bodies
Who needs a shade? When the hour drips like the rain
The night could not even satisfy it's fire lovers
The ocean was so tasty and had none
The land fed on us in hunger
We are suddenly reluctant of even air breaths.
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