Life, a Battlefield...

The scorching sun on the bare willow Under the naked sky in the open world of cry The silence inside the livid soul The agony of the past left back The blood no more bore the pain Changing weather left it all behind Cold spine stretched out the flesh Not a face in the mirror All left blank and dumb Crawling for the life to set it free The darkness descending on the tombstone Reminds only of the life in pain All those lies I've put myself unto All those days counting down the sun I find no place to rest my soul I wonder, were they all a part of me Or am I just letting this life to be miserable Though the world was beautiful when I owned it But when it owned me No flowers to bloom in this life of thirst The clutches of this world never let me go Freedom from the agony and pain Life without remorse A pure drop of water A clear blue sky with the lark's spreading the spirit of life A touch of love The wings of an eagle catching the winds The joy in the eye of a child The smile from a blind man Were all what I long for from this hollow soul of loneliness.

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