the song of war:
wounds have opened in the hearts
of the living.
even those physically unharmed
are still in pain.
loss and destruction,
it's all they know.
…
the fighting has stopped,
but for some the battle is still going.
battle for their lives.
battle for their freedom.
battle for their sanity.
(they lose)
…
bodies of the dead
row after row
a graveyard made from flesh.
distant memories are
so far away.
all is nothing.
pome. i don't like poems. this is a bit meh. but you can just write random things, right?
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