In these broken times, we walk in pain,
Walking in disparity, walking in vain.
The very reason why we get a bad remark
To our name.
During these broken times, we turn partly lame,
Our mind collapses and the clock ticks real quick,
Turning mad, we feel so sad, makes us feel like
We are the dumbest people the world’s ever had.
Finally, in these broken times,
When the news is once broken
We feel so bad, the loved ones feel so sad,
And dad says somebody’s gonna get hurt real bad.
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Proofread by R. K. Chamarla.
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