-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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