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ongoing fate
17 years ago
We wanted our arms to draw. they cut them off when we were young.
We wanted our voice to speak, but they silenced us.
We had a name, but they erased it
We had a face, but they defaced it.
We were one, but they made us many.
We needed our eyes but they blinded us
We are from where no one wants to admit exists and none have ever come back from.
We are going to no where
Our purpose and existance is one of plausible deniability
One of many has no home and yet he fights on despite no hope for a future nor recognition of his past. or himself.
(it doesn't really matter, say disposable hero if you like, say soldier if you want. I am commited and thats all that matters and its all I have left.)
We wanted our voice to speak, but they silenced us.
We had a name, but they erased it
We had a face, but they defaced it.
We were one, but they made us many.
We needed our eyes but they blinded us
We are from where no one wants to admit exists and none have ever come back from.
We are going to no where
Our purpose and existance is one of plausible deniability
One of many has no home and yet he fights on despite no hope for a future nor recognition of his past. or himself.
(it doesn't really matter, say disposable hero if you like, say soldier if you want. I am commited and thats all that matters and its all I have left.)
