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Mar 2018
Life is a war
Your not allowed to soar
Rushing into battle
Killing all the cattle
And its suicide for those who pass it by
And just sit there and cry
The gunfire is alarming
As the bombs are bombarding
Your mind, your smile, your laugh
Its all thrown in the trash
Your losing
And your body is bruising
Your dying
And you hear the city crying
You tried your best
But to life you were a pest
An ant in a giants world
Its like a sharp curl
Your temporary
I'm temporary
Were replaced
And forgotten
They collect our tags
And burn our flags
Life kills our hope
With a circle tied rope
The war is over
And only few have lived
Survived
Thrived
And conquered
But the rest are dead
Laying on their final bed
And the night comes to an end
Damon Sherry
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Damon Sherry  16/M/Ohio
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