"Oh, I know happy."
Smiling, I said
I tried to believe it
But inside I felt dead
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Dark Poetry
PoetryWar breaks out, Or so they shout. The odds of winning Are in doubt. We have no clue What the war is about, Yet we fight On and out. I'd like to get some stuff off of my chest. Some words I'd like to say. Some things I want to admit. All can be said...
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"Oh, I know happy."
Smiling, I said
I tried to believe it
But inside I felt dead
