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Mar 2020
Tearing up my skin,
Shattering my mind,
This battle I can’t win,
War is never kind.

Breaking my bones,
Shredding my soul,
I want to go home,
The skirmish taking its toll.

Snapping my patience,
Bending reality,
The battle is intense,
The truth hard to see.

I want God to win my soul,
The devil is a stinken troll.
Written by
Syll
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     MLLink, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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