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Fake War Lover Story (For Those In Conflict)
i cant carry your wit no not today
and you cant carry my woes
not through the thick white snow
and im sorry but the susat glows
a blood red deary dear
we cant get close
there is no inbetween, between enemy lines
i cant accept the hand of the past
rearranging the future
with squabbles and traditions of old
and did you hear the whispers
four young men dead in the snow
there is no end, what is it we really fend for
its not honour i know
for if being a coward is to accept
that we are wrong
then i will be a coward until
i meet our maker
for the sake of younger blood
my mind walks past the make shift graves
my feet leaves tracks
as my eyes leave tears in the snow
making a little stream as it dissolves
i feel my mother watching from the distance
shaking her head dissaprovingly
i cant feel my father but i can see his
face in my mind
the seasons will come and go but
the blood leaves a stain
in the heart and in time forever
forever
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hi jason nice to see you posting,a great story line well written....stay cool
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Thanks it's a great release
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