Dispatched

Ruined minds

Dispatched
The silence has fallen
Over the battlefield
Amidst the bodies
A wounded soldier is rising

His friends are dead
His merriness is lost
He takes his things
And goes home

His mind is hurt
His heart is broken
The civil people
Turn him their back

He awakes in the nights
Memories of the war
Of slaughter and death
Makes him feel pain

He can hear the screams
From his slaughtered friends
He can feel the pain
To loose his friends

The hell isn't over
It's following him every day
His smile is just a fake
He can never be quit the memories

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