broken down to the smallest part of myself
clear canvas to shape into anyone i choose
but the road right now is steep filled w land mines
and i think there's still more for me to lose
left right left
one foot in front of the other
one minute
one seconds after another
every breath is a war cry
every beat of heart is the shot and pang of a missle
i'm trying my hardest to keep this war inside
i can't afford anymore casualties
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RandomLife is full of hardship, whether it be of your own making or it happening to you, we all go through it. I guess this is just me, going through it. Hope this helps at least one person.
