It sits within
Away from light
My hidden strife
And forever fights
Bliss are days away from pain
Present times that keep one sane
Long and arduous such is war
Battles won and lost for sure
The end is near
But battles come
Hold on tight we're almost done.
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Author:
E Naughton (Pseudonym) (
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