Laying with sword cracking heart.
I still feel burns from honorable glory of ones who fought, dying death for nation & purpose sought. Seeking victory, thus lover's arms. Weeping lost faith in humanity ways. Bleeding family thicker than water healing days. Battles echos as screams howl, horses gallop bracing it's grounds. Reins strike light lightning struck, as my armies lead. I'm left under a warrior sun. Left forever this can't ever be done. As all warriors live & die beneath it's heat above.
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