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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Holocaust</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My head swirls<br>My ears ring<br>You say i'm going to live<br>When i know i'm going to leave</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This is my life in the Holocaust<br>Where i watched so many die<br>While i tried to my family alive</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The man i love<br>Was treated like a thug<br>Beaten and flung<br>But still he humed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This is the Holocaust<br>Where people fought<br>Who would of thought<br>That we would all be lost</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We all tried to servive<br>Just to see the light<br>But it only makes me want to fight<br>To try to get back my free life</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With each hit<br>The seed grows<br>Until it almost overflows</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I saw all my friends die<br>And i think i'm going to cry<br>So i look at the sky<br>Then i see your blue eyes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You wrap me in your arms<br>While you sing our song</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You say i shouldnt give them anything<br>Not even my fear</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You call me your Krasivaya<br>While you kissed my neck<br>I swore not to cry</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How did i end up in the arms of a boy i barely knew<br>While i wished i'd never lose you to<br>So you whispered look at me<br>I'll see you siin<br>So just think about that<br>Just think about me<br>Because i'll be there.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Abby+Rose">Abby Rose</a></strong></div>

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