Once Upon a Time

Once up a time,

We used to be brothers.

Now were enemies,

 setting up for a war.

Our armies at the ready,

let the best man win.


I used to be filled with love and joy.

Hatred has now taken its place,

Grasping my soul, dragging me down.

It’s dark and cold,

It’s lonely and quiet.


I wanted to live, I wait for death.

You may say don’t give up,

And normally I won’t.

But that was once upon a time ago.


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