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Nov 2014
It was a land forsaken
a land not worth living in
A desolate wasteland of dreams
With the tone of a million screams
We cannot and will not fight alone
When we can try to own
Up to these mistakes of past
For this war we cannot last
So end me now before I wake
And pray the lord my soul to take
Written by
Tristen L  20/M/Texas
(20/M/Texas)   
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