Pick up your weapons child and prepare for war,
The beaten and battered with flesh all torn,
The battle has begun so fear for your life,
Prepare yourself to begin the fight.
A sword of salvation a chain of pain,
A soldier of honor disgracefully slain,
Shots from insecurity knives of betrayal ,
A scream from the ring of the Liberty Bell.
We all know we're to die,
Yet still sound the battle cry,
We lay down our arms this battle is done, but done I'll still smile knowing we won.
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Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems written by me. Please enjoy. I would love some feed back. Please leave comments. <3
