War CryA Poem by Knight, not a SaintHave fun....!!
Brought down by ironclad rules,
The rose turned out to be a fern My dreams rot as i see them burn The hand that rocks the cradle Has given me wounds so fatal... Oh, am i the deluded one?? Almighty,save ur sinking son Tell me... Is there anything left in this war? Is there anything worth dying for? Lying motionless in this bloody scene God save me,i am the rusted machine. Let there be light Give me the strength to fight Don't let the last one fall Show them i can take it all. My heart is hurt and jammed Give me the power & they'll b slammed Tell me.... There's still something left in this war... There's still something worth dying for... Lying motionless in this bloody scene... God save me,i am the rusted machine. © 2013 Knight, not a SaintReviews
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