Why do we kill
Is it because of the hatred we have for those who don't understand our ideas,for those who we don't agree upon of or is it because of the simple fact that we cannot face the opinions of others therefore we must kill?but how why I don't understand being in this beautiful world brought upon the wonderful smiles we see each day just to determinate what we see each day.

This poem is about: 
My community


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