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Poem 2: Makeshift Militia  by BFGeezus
These lies they pollute this thing that we had
I’d never hurt you but you don’t believe that
The secondhand tale they tell with a smile
The knife in my back, the arsenic vial
My tears are all gone, replaced with a smirk
As I face this alone, all worries I shirk
The sun at my back, the earth at my feet
My flag I wave high, my drum I do beat
A single soldier against the whole world
Searching the earth for a truth that is gold
I look round the orb of dirt I call home
And wonder aloud am I all alone?
This thing we call life is a complex beast
But I know in the end I shall find peace
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Date created: July 1, 2008
Date published: July 1, 2008
Comments: 2
Word Count: 133
Times Read: 616
Story Length: 1