We Are Dying

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    We Are Dying
    I am dying
    To be free in a world where we can live 
    And free from fear of fate
    To know what love can truly do
    I am dying from the hate 
    I am dying 
    To hear my name and know it is
    To live forever free
    To know the skin of people means 
    So little to only me
    I am dying
    To look into some eyes and see 
    A spark that doesn't fade
    To see the hunger of my kind 
    Destroy the things we made
    I am dying
    Because as I grow old and see the world
    The world looks back at me
    Although i am not perfect yet
    The world will let me see
    I am dying
    Because the pain I feel isn't pain
    I see what we do lack
    I see the pain of all the world
    And the world is looking back
    I am dying
    To know why love is so upheld
    And why it makes the sight
    Of you make everything in me
    Burning just to fight
    For a little bit to just appease
    The pain that hurts so much
    When did I lose my sanity
    So that i could get a touch
    I am dying 
    Because of all the problems in the world
    Can easily go ignored 
    For all the things that we do hate
    We are the just abhorred.
    I am dying
    To be free in a world where we can live 
    And free from fear of fate
    To know what love can truly do
    I am dying from the hate 

    I am dying 
    To hear my name and know it is
    To live forever free
    To know the fear of falling means 
    So little to you and me

    I am dying
    To look into some eyes and see 
    A spark that doesn't fade
    To see the hunger of my kind 
    Destroy the things we made

    I am dying
    Because as I grow old and see the world
    The world looks back at me
    And when I open up my eyes
    The world will let me see

    I am dying
    Because the pain I feel isn't pain
    I see what we do lack
    I see the pain of all the world
    And the world is looking back

    I am dying
    To know why love is so upheld
    And why it makes the sight
    Of you make everything in me
    Burning just to fight

    We are dying because we can't
    Find a way to live
    We will lose the world because 
    We take instead of give 

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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