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Ja, delar av detta stämmer in delar gör inte är bara en dikt i allmänhet egentligen. tog en passande bild till den imo.


he started of well

Act one: young lings
The old man asked the little boy, "son do you believe in god?"
The boy just nodded his head, never then realized what he said.
As the boy drifted along the years, He stood up against his fears, never wasted any tears.

Act two: love
As the boy grew older, his heart yet colder.
But yet the scars remain, from the lies he told her.
Was it love, or was it all just lies?
At the end of it, he couldn't just shut out her cries.
And then she left him to live in final peace, shipped away on the last flight to Greece, even though he begged her "please!"

Act three: war
He was told to fight in a war, as he stood in the middle of the battlefield this is what he saw.
She stood in the middle of the fight, and as her hands were filled with blood, his mind was filled in fright.
All he wanted was to go back home, And all he fought for and believed was now gone.
When the bomb drops on their homes and houses, and seeing the death of next generations spouses
As the bomb drops on to ground, new knowledge of his life he had found.

Act four: endings
He stood over the old mans gravestone, listened to the birds and their muffled swan song.
He looked down at his son.
My son asked me, "daddy do you believe in god?"
I just nodded my head, to give him hope, and the right to a choice
But in my head I thought "god is just one big fat fraud"
Though now I wasn't afraid to die, knowing that my entire life was one big lie




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Publicerad 2011-12-13 17:19



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