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Society's Creation: Crime
The silence of the street,
Speaking louder than the scream.
Walking slowly on the beat,
Carrying memories of a bloody stream.
Moving at a pace so unlike,
Spreading red on every possible site.
He roams the city of quite,
Burying the truth deep inside.
- Mruduratna
It casts shadow so dark,
Eating the happiness so very bright.
Showcasing the human hunger,
To destroy everything that is right.
It was simple action,
Just some hits on the front and side.
Leaving marks of the destruction,
Defining society's creation, that is crime.
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