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Towns on fire, people dyeing,

the screams of pain are oh so frightening

tears streaming down my face,

can't stop now, can't slow down pace

Can't stop running, must run faster

Have to get away from the slaughter,

and the blood, the screams and pain,

the tears are streaming down like rain.

by 13YearOldAngel
posted on 02/10/2008