I watch while i sleep,
The hatred and violence,
This world produces.
Each dream I dream,
Is of terror.
That roams through man's evil and cruel heart.
Each memory I have is of the pain and suffering this world has put me
through....
Colors have become issues of life and death.
Drugs are being mistreated and used to make people leave this god-forsaken
earth,
But they need more and more to satisfy their thrist for peace.
"When will earth finally come to peace?"
"When it falls to pieces." 2 pac
We must go on to accomplish the peace and posperity,
That we all don't deserve,
To strive for a desire,
Is the only thing we have,
That keeps us going.
Never loose your quench,
Never loose your desire,
Or else mankind will fall out of Existence............
 
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