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Nov 2020
Broken I was in the desert sands
could have died in these Fairlands
they saw me and Tazmarlo
I tried to revive him but I had no medical kit

They pulled me from my fighter
I could still feel her pain
my co-pilot had died
right before my eyes

She was screaming
and I hear her voice now
still screaming find me
she knows I know-how

Never to be broken
that I have been told
for the lies of others
is just excess or pros

When I get upset
when things impossible come
where the darkness of hell
I did once reside does dwell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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   Traci Sims
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