Freedom of looks

As freedom passes my lonely eyes,
And all my truths have turned into lies,
Laying upon a bloody river,
I shake and tremble, I queerly shiver.

And winds that pass with eyes of thoughts,
Lifeless grass and people getting lost,
I stay as I am, change I shall not,
I was murdered, abused, all & all, simply shot.

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