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The Wound Of War

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Space I recover, time never A lesson I learned from the war I can heal my wounds and scars But I can’t forget what I saw

The faces of the fallen haunt me The screams of the dying echo in my ears The smell of the blood lingers in my nose The taste of the fear remains in my mouth

I try to find some peace and solace I try to live a normal life But every night I have nightmares And every day I have flashbacks

Space I recover, time never A burden I carry in my heart I can hope for a better future But I can’t change the past

The memories of the war torment me The guilt of the killing weighs on my soul The pain of the loss cripples me The anger of the injustice burns me

I seek for some forgiveness and healing I seek for some justice and meaning But every time I close my eyes And every time I open them

Space I recover, time never A truth I have to face I can learn from my mistakes But I can’t erase them

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