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One of the first pieces I ever wrote.
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Veterans of war
Settle the score
Blood on their hands
To give their children support
A million deaths, no report
Time to be honest, with each pas..
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The broken. The damned. Being called dirt under shoes. The broken, The damned, The Used.
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This disease sits, eating away. The known faces have been cast astray. The sky never seemed so forlorn, Blasphemy never seemed to be this ..
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When the bells ringThe monsters hideHiding away doesn't always bring images of despairIn the fortress of solitude, I am I.Where the lifeless riseOnly ..
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Speaks for itself
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Ghost town, no sound
On my own, stranded
Alcohol in holy grail
All alone, surrounded.
Junkie love, heartless
Destitute, lack concept
Tragedy a..
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Desert the thoughts of an oasis
No solace one can find
Through forest fire
Water can never survive
What's black, what's blue
We live our lives ..
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