Sometimes we love,
Sometimes we offend
We need to solve
Will there be an end?
When we see,
When we feel
It happens if we are free?
Do we not kill?
Death does not come.
when we were doing violence
It changes someone.
We all have difference.
People believe in the goodness,
The world is in silence.
But there is a rudeness
It kills someone else.
Everything is relative
© Copyright: Мэри Улыбнулась Тебе, 2012
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