Lost, Buried, Love, War

The ground is stoneToo tough to digEven it grows tiredOf burying the deadOf hiding mistakesOf submerging painOf fallen family Too many to nameWe rested in the treesAfter storming the beachWe knew not at the timeThe marshes hid the beast They were all Horrible Terrible Lowlife scum Did knowing thisMake me want themAny less?Of course notThe truth never swaysThe heart wantsWhat it... Continue Reading →

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