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Jun 23
he is not cut out to live with all of this-
to live while bearing the scars
countless of spears in his chest
yet still breathing
blood all over the floor, returned defeated
every time he went on the war
with a hope that someday a savior will arrive
bearing a sign of peace and not bruises from a father
This poem is part of my Valleys to Jump Into poetry series.
Maanvinder Pilania
Written by
Maanvinder Pilania  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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