Fight Filled Night

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Hollow dreams
Restless nights
Days filled with fright,
Weeks gone by
The larks still fly
My memories weep-
For her face
For her eyes
The rest filled nights
The weeks of joy
The marriage bed
My memory holds-
Onto the fright
Of this restless night.
The guns go off
More painful screams
Peirce the night
Of forgotten dreams,
Of forgotten lives.





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