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538 · Oct 2012
A Light, The Dark.
Dakoda Brown Oct 2012
A light left on in the dark of night,
A fight that rages on only deepening our plight,
Blind in the dark we find ourselves lost,
A war is fought but at what cost.
Simple things that keep us alive,
A shallow grave, our time arrives,
Bodies that never saw the light of day,
A debt not ours but it's we who pay.

— The End —