I cry

I cry for the ones who lost their lives.
I cry for ones who died for us.
I cry for the ones who defended their friends, and mates.
I cry for those who died for their faith. I cry for the women, men, and children.
I cry for our brothers, and sisters who go unnamed. For those who died for us to grow, I cry for. I cry for the ones who died in vain.
I cry for ones who where not our own, for now they are.
I cry for the Witches who have lost their lives so that we may have ours.
And I cry for the ones who were not Witches, but died as though they were.
I cry for all those lives lost from the burnning times to even now.
And I will cry until the death count stops rissing. For this was not war that kills us, it is hate. I cry, and maybe if more cry, the hate might just stop.

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