The field was bloody
From the war that took place
Us versus ourselves
Our character at stake
Hidden, so they cannot see
But hiding it was essential
The world will never understand
The violence it took to be this gentle
We are the warriors
And must battle every day
The force of our will
Shall drive the fear away
For every choice is a war
Every time that we choose
Somewhere one wins his peace
While somewhere one will lose
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Author:
RSH (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 13th, 2023 06:47
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