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this unfought war finally ends tonight. the madness, it has to stop here around these unscathed warriors. six feet under, i see them from where i am lying. full of happy faces in a world dominated by wasted chances, what might have been questions. along with queries that we never dared to answer, chances we thought would come again. i know this is the end of me, of us. flickering hope, regrets, a piece of me to you. i am ready to go, to let go. this unfought war finally ends tonight and i am free.
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 7:48 PM UTC
for lysa
this unfought war finally ends tonight. the madness, it has to stop here around these unscathed warriors. six feet under, i see them from where i am lying. full of happy faces in a world dominated by wasted chances, what might have been questions. along with queries that we never dared to answer, chances we thought would come again. i know this is the end of me, of us. flickering hope, regrets, a piece of me to you. i am ready to go, to let go. this unfought war finally ends tonight and i am free.
juliusalcancia
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 7:48 PM UTC
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