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[lost_confidence]

if i were a war hero,
i would not feel suited to battle on this field.
fighting is trying too hard
to accomplish little
but...
to accomplish little
is too easy
this grass is dead and so is chivalry
i'll turn my instep and march
to a lively street
yell telling tall tales
of messes of armies
all of your glorious glory's
if it is fame you want
... only if we do not fight.
tonight, we drink to the night.
the slightest of breeze
whispered across lobes,
relative to thoughts
of relatives and lost loves.
steel hearts beat cold blood
and...
it feels as if i'll be lost
between wants
between dreams
between visions so bright
such divisibility in brootherhood
makes each thing just seeings.
another hullucination
to trail the sight
of the people
til everything seems so undivisible
...'under god with liberty'
i am not suited to fight,
because i do not see the peace
in what i do.