Their little eyes tell stories
Stories not even the darkest heart would know
They have seen things that we only imagine
They have seen pan and murder,
no happiness or joy
children that belong belong in school
are out killing and murdering
you cannot see anymore tears in their eyes
They have cried too long and run out of tears
They feel no fear for they have nothing to lose
They were stripped from their families
They have no one to love them
You look into their faces and start to cry
Their eyes shining like the light from the moon
You can see sadness in their eyes
So you start to cry, because you know there is nothing you can do
this is such a sad story Isaac. What made you want to write this?
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