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Death at War
You may lay your head,
On my shoulder.
I know your body is becoming colder.
It's okay you're just getting older.
The world closes in on your bed.
The walls close in;
It's time to lead.
Before you start to proceed.
For this you do not read.
Just do this in order to win.
The gates swing open,
Like you've found salvation.
This place is open for your own interpretation.
It's beyond your expectation.
Hopefully this is what you were hopin'.
You may lay your head,
On my shoulder.
I know your body is becoming colder.
It's okay you're just getting older.
The world closes in on your bed.
The walls close in;
It's time to lead.
Before you start to proceed.
For this you do not read.
Just do this in order to win.
The gates swing open,
Like you've found salvation.
This place is open for your own interpretation.
It's beyond your expectation.
Hopefully this is what you were hopin'.
A poem I made in High School and please don't try to copy this as your own.
© 2012 - 2024 ncgrad2011
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