A fragile being strives to never fray
Against those that prey upon the frail
To survive where cold palms lay
Howls of blood lust from both sides at play
Out-sing a mouth with no voice to wail
A fragile being strives to never fray
Rigged fingers direct bullets without delay
As silent prayers carried to the heavens prevail
To survive where cold palms lay
Sky falls dark, clouds inhale powder and decay
One after another, hearts fall cold and stale
A fragile being strives to never fray
All hopes and dreams forever blown away
The aftermath always makes it hard to exhale,
To survive where cold palms lay
All silenced, for none had anything else to say
Except one blood-stained survivor of the tale
A fragile being strives to never fray
To survive, where cold palms lay
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