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Leeching Soldier

I cry for hunting.
My soul it sells.
My eyes are burning.
I find myself.

Alone in my heart.
I fled the stars.
I call for morning.
Alone in mourning.

As I wallow on,
my depths are more undone.
As I find my evil,
I await my verdict and feel.

I'm just another soldier.
I'm just leeching, less a shoulder.

I cry for hurting.
You feed me shit again.
I feel the burning.
You fed me your inbred.

Eating your fecal,
I enjoy the taste.
It takes more than me,
to fight what you see.

As I lose my soul,
I hear the angels moan.
They see me fall,
and I hear my mothers moan.

I'm just another soldier.
I'm just leeching, less a soul now.

My deepest fears are lost,
my greatest strength undone.
My heart is black, I'm lost.
My power soon to be undone.

I saw your truth,
and now it's just another day.
I'm just another soldier.
I'm just leeching, less a mind now.

I'm just another soldier.
I'm just a dead man, less a life now.

DuRoLuRo

@DuRoLuRo

Poet, musician, artist.

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Amazing. Reminds me of a song called MIA by Avenged Sevenfold

To so explicitly define the plight of soldier. The way his soul denudates through time and war, this beautifully requires more skill than people are given credit for. ๐Ÿ˜Š well done

@AnonLifeliver @dreamtales Thank you bothโ˜บ

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