Sriram Viswanathan

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This War

its lonely, this war
alone I am, you are not
fear of breaking, my heart
long lost the feeling, I wrought

distant dreams of pure peace
falling down like spring leaves
discolored they are in my colored reality
painted red fogging the dead

are you for real, my friend
can you hear my soul crying from deep within
forgive me I couldn't save it all
for I am a broken man, crumbled I fall

wake up to this dream of fire and smoke
and all the words that were misspoke
fear for your life, for its written in stone
live for today and die alone

my end is near, my part is over
goodbye my friend, its all yours
the life I have yearned for is now lost

hope I didn't waste my last breath
hope you'll make it count