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A coward to me,
Is anyone,
Who needs,
The conviction,
Of others,
Before launching,
Into battle.
It doesn't matter,
If you fight or run.
What matters,
Is that you believe,
It is your battle.-
Oh old fighter, I know why you're sad,
Clearly, life made you fight too hard.
You fought for peace, but did it last?
You fought in both the present and past
You fought for love, a place and for cars
losing your emotions, stilling your heart.
So while your body heals wounds fast
Your soul carries in it numerous scars.-
WORSE MISTAKE.
I could have been a king,
Sitting on an iron throne,
But I choose mediocrity.
I could have been a saviour,
Bringing freedom to my people,
But again I choose passivity.
I could have been a great lover,
With his princess by his side,
But alas, I also choose you.
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My comfort zone was my prison,
Always used yet nobody to listen.
In despair, I gave up my own peace,
Leaving all for a taste of success kiss.
I'm a wanderer now, but a happy one,
Always active, for work am always on.-
I feel, as your tears stain my soul,
I was a wild card and, you a card hold.
In the end l hurt your nature,
With the never ending lies: a failure.
Forgive me and my heart breaks.
And know that love gives....and takes.
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