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a last remnant of my poetry. i had one with "weep for those who shall not return, they shall lie on the fields and burn" it was a chant of those left behind in war.

as they have gone away,
as one by one they fade,
all my colors change to grey,
i think of the heavy price i paid.

even as love is found its lost,
the despair finds its way in.
i lost the one that i love most,
there's no way that i can win.

i sit alone, lost in thought,
of the sorrow in my soul,
of the demons i have fought.
the final bell now shall toll.