glittercoveredmemories
All is still,
Peace is here.
Now i fear that dangers near.
It all comes rushing back,
Memories of attack.
Guns shoot, babies cry,
Peacetime was their lullaby.
Now it’s here,
Still my memories live on.
Like a plague they haunt my dreams.
Nothing is as it seems.
On the outside peace is so serine.
The inside is a different scene.
The battle runs on forever.
Can it ever get much better?
Wartime brings dreams of peace.
Nightmares come when battles cease
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