Launchorasince 2014
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WHEN REALITY HURTS...


People die, and the world continues to live. more people die, but the world yet continues to live. sacrifices, blood sheds, reckless murders, but no body stops to mourn for the departed souls for the never coming back souls.  the graves set them free,  what do they get? "RIP." they said this is the end of humanity,  this truth is being accepted for centuries,  or no one had the  courage to state it wrong.  they said  "kill that bastard!" who knew he was forced to pick up the arms for his family  was on the harsh tips of heavy machines. it does not ends up here, people have now started accepting the fact that the most lucky person in the world is an orphan, free from all duties. who knows he too misses ' the stranger who stood by him beside the Mary go round to catch him fall' and  ' the stranger who held his little finger in the crowd fearing he might be lost among the inhumans.'  they say humanisms is dead,  I say the hearts are lost in the stoned world. for the outcome never undergoes evolution,  it is the input that forces it to change. the world would have been  a better place is the lifes ended after childhood. at least there would have been no evil masks hiding behind fake smiles. that's why I say "when reality hurts...