Life is war
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Life is like a war, full of murder, mail and a thousand miles away, you miss them and wish to kiss them, hold them every minute of the day, distance and treachery separates you. Blackout periods, but not alcohol related, everyone inside their homes, segregated, awaited in fearful anticipation as bombs echo and roar in the distance, you pray for it to stay there. a fight thats never fair whether it is fought on land see or on air every soul afterwards distaught and filled with fear, now your loved on is lost, all you fought for nothing at all | |||