My life is a waking nightmare,
yet also filled with good things.
I'm tortured,
and still I sing.
My mind and body ache to the core
while I live in a country at peace.
I'm at war,
yet also asleep.
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Every Last Drop
Poetryfor hard times. for the lonely late nights. and the tears we cry. every last drop. * all rights reserved
Paradox
My life is a waking nightmare,
yet also filled with good things.
I'm tortured,
and still I sing.
My mind and body ache to the core
while I live in a country at peace.
I'm at war,
yet also asleep.