I got inspired by Lupe Fiasco and Guy Sebastian's Battle scars. It drove me into writing this. Enjoy as you read along.
We've seen it's darkest, trodden it's gloomiest;
Through life's thicket, we've bruised in and out;
We've seen its colors, fought with its strongest;
Now, we're counting our wounds, tending its cuts.
I hope you never come back, thou blood lust;
Stay where you've been bound: War, grow no more.
These Battle Scars, graven deep in our hearts;
Wish they vanish, it's memories along.
The days after Now, filled with gay, no rue;
Free from the scum of the days behind;
No one after no-one, sin to eschew;
The deeds of the past, kept out and confined.
We stare at their faces in the night skies,
Those that were fallen, that dropped their hold-on.
We pledge to train our youngsters in the truth;
Hope our pleas be granted, by heavens grace;
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We've seen it's darkest, trodden it's gloomiest;
Through life's thicket, we've bruised in and out;
We've seen its colors, fought with its strongest;
Now, we're counting our wounds, tending its cuts.
I hope you never come back, thou blood lust;
Stay where you've been bound: War, grow no more.
These Battle Scars, graven deep in our hearts;
Wish they vanish, it's memories along.
The days after Now, filled with gay, no rue;
Free from the scum of the days behind;
No one after no-one, sin to eschew;
The deeds of the past, kept out and confined.
We stare at their faces in the night skies,
Those that were fallen, that dropped their hold-on.
We pledge to train our youngsters in the truth;
Hope our pleas be granted, by heavens grace;
Get engaged, Comment and Share. We appreciate you.
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