Sitting in the conspiracy at midnight
A group of greedy selfish people
They are big monsters in the destruction
In the darkness of the night, their violence is rampant.
The enemy attacks incessantly outside the house
I get tired sometimes
The morale is broken inside,
Still, it is necessary to live.
I have burned a lot in the fire of greed
Many fights, many broken ones
Standing very close to the truth
I will sing a victory song one day.
Beautiful. I love the second stanza the most. Really enjoyed this - thankyou.
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ok.I do so.