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Love and Camaraderie
Oh, the sweetness of giving in
Full surrender
In this land where ashes fall like snow
And tears fall like rain
My mind is a storm I continuously get lost in
Now, I sit in the darkness of nightfall
A lone candle providing a tiny flame of hope
My heart reflected in the shadow cast upon the wall
Those three words
Did I ever tell you those three words?
Now, there is nothing in sight but abandoned memories
The realization: There is nothing more than to love and be loved
Love and Camaraderie
Replaced by Desperation
Our punishment for only God knows what
We were there and watch Death take flight
Those three words, now erased from memory
Morphed into four that hang from the lips of the lost
‘Don’t ever look back’
The sacrifice fails to go against the momentum of history
When I close my eyes and drift away
I dream of you and everything’s okay
I long to forget what I’m told before I know nothing more
My heart falls and I let it go
And in a burst of light that blinds even Angels
Almost as if the Heavens were within the stars
I fall to my knees, the pain a blessing
All that I am, All that I ever was-Now all I can see
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Will you come and lay beside me as I call for you
Or leave me to suffer alone?
The feeling of your arms around me
Replaced by that of dying comrades
Fading away into tempered, iridescent grace
As I once again walk through the poppy fields of home
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