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
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