Category : Poems

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I'm surrounded by bodies that's been beaten and bruised 
The sand is stained with their blood, and so is the moon 
But these bodies look so familiar 
They look like me. 
I realize they are the same ones from the mirror 
But been torn apart, shot, and choked until they couldn't breathe. 
And here I stand, just another body to live and repeat...