Demons run,
When a good man goes
To war.
Night will fall,
And drown the sun
When a good man goes
To war.
Friendship dies,
And true love lies
When a good man goes
To war.
The night will fall
and the dark will rise
When a good man goes
To war.
Demons run,
But count the cost
The war is won
But the child is lost.
The battle goes on,
but what's it for
When a good man goes
To war.
Now rise the sun,
And dawn the day,
When good men run
And women stay
When the battle's done,
But nothing's won,
It's a woman's work to stay.
Well then, soldier, hows the day?
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Poetic Justice
RandomThis book is a collection of all the poems, eye bouquets, etc. that I have written or enjoyed. Please comment and please tell me what you think. I wrote this in middle school so please take that into account. Eye bouquets are for blind people that...
