The Pain of War

Another soul slips away

Painting the dawn with blood

My mind is devoid of mercy

My heart is stolen of love

The song of gunfire

Commemorates the dead

An endless anthem

Playing in my head

Wire is my prison

Reinforced by dirt

Stuck in a hellish cycle

Of inflicting needless hurt

This poem is about: 
Our world

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