few more steps one last day if there is a hell it can’t be any worse than what i’ve already seen
i see reflections on dark windows i hear their footsteps on empty streets they look at me with their sad eyes they tell me things that i already know they tell me it’s time to go
i can see there is truth in these words that i heard so many years ago only the dead have seen the end of war
plenty of sticks and stones but no one left to pick them up we were closer to heaven than we would ever get but it wasn’t enough it’s never enough
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