My Heart Bleeds
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My heart bleeds for
Those innocent people
Who fall victims in this
Never ending war
In this time of spring
They lie silently in their
Graves under the mild sun
And sparkling stars
My heart bleeds for
The beautiful places
Destroyed by missiles
Bombs and mortars
Fine works of art created
By our ancestors
Turning into dusts by
Abominable cruelty of wars
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