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Pains of the Holocaust

They took me away were I've
gone insane they are intoxicated,I am intoxicated
with hope no longer there these people do not care. Death by millions as others decay this carries on day after day. You try to run but they think the chase is fun.
The tortured souls of many,
the many turn few, but with lack of food and crowded space
the existence of mere being
was earased

by solonely
posted on 04/11/2008

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