Mistake by Tia Voth


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This is a mistake,
With everything at stake.

Don't know what to do,
As they march two by two.

This is a war,
Everything gets torn.

Soon there will be nothing more,
And all will be sore.

All we did was die,
Because government lie.

We let down our guards,
As they attack us with swords.

We hoped today was the last,
We hoped it would end fast.

This is a killing spree,
can't they see.

At first there was something,
Now there is nothing.

This is a mistake,
With everything at stake.