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Mar 2019
War
Ones who were friends torn away
Off against you
No longer caring or accepting you
You're on your own
Everyone for themselves
On the battlefield, you've fought your hardest
To be beaten and rendered hopelessΒ Β 
Right when you break down
When you're on the ground, just not caring anymore
You pray to be shot
You pray to be killed
For you don't even have the strength to end yourself
The worst has already happened
What worse could happen
Please, tell me
Then suddenly, finally, you're hit
Sliced through with a bullet
As you slowly go, flashbacks of the happy faces come to mind
And go as quickly as your life
As you're left there
Alone
At War
You lost the battle
But not you're self
My thoughts when there are people around and i just feel ****** and alone, but i don't cry. Not not now, not here. I just write for now...
Thorns
Written by
Thorns  21/F
(21/F)   
510
   Fawn and Perry
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