-The Survivor of War-
 There is one star
 Shines upon the blue
 the sky of night is young
 and to the east, it's aged.
 
A million times over we see the end
 for everyone else.
 Our fathers, mothers, children
 dying or just losing faith.
 People are dying for everyone else
 for the thrill of being evil.
 And a girl like me
 sits by her window like me
 writing about losing it all.
 My experiences are fake
 I've been sheltered and over loved.

 Yet someone just like me
 testifies opposite
 The night is new here
 and I adore that star
 but for her that star is old
 and she wishes day would die.

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