The things for them are not ours
we find our own
the packs they roam in aren't for us
we travel alone
the maps they made don't tell us where to go
we find our own way
the cities they created are gone
we build our own every day
in this war
we are the sole survivors
in this world
we exist on simple truths
in this life
we link hearts and travel ever on













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"just another dead fag to you... but I'm glad you're on my side"
=RawEm0tion =Writers-Club ~The-Last-Stanza ~writeaway =PoetryPlease
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Let me try to explain.......oh nvm.
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