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Dec 2014
War torn world
A battlefield that tears us from the soul
While we wander the wasteland we were only unlucky people
Consciously stepping through the uneven lands
Some new world never known to exist before
Crept ever so slowly wondering when it will come
The war was never one that you thought it would be
Possibly it was first thought that you would win
Simply seeking the way out of all the misery
Clinging onto the hope that it would be like you thought
Sadly the battle never turns
Never do the tides turn from the murky reds
Forever the land will bleed
Being stained with the wounds of hate and disgust
Those small moments of where the war does not shine through
Are the false moments of hope that victory may come near
Blindly ignoring the booms and blast echoing behind all the smoke
We both solemnly prayed for it all to end
Then one day it did
No one won
Only Defeat
Just some random shortish poem about relationships and the lies that we tell ourselves in an attempt to make them seem like they will get better.
Michael Ryan
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Michael Ryan  31/United States
(31/United States)   
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   ---, JSL, Abigail and calpurnia mockingbird
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