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War is Pain

I was 10 when she went away
I was sad and in pain
The war began, it may end one day

I was 11 when she went away
I was sad but getting use to the pain
The war is here, its not going away

I was 13 when she went away
I hated the repeated sight of losing her, but prayed to see her agion some day
The war is here, its getting old

I am 15 and she went away
no more pain, its all the same
The war is here, I dont care.





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