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I find that the hardest trails live in lies,

a bird with angel wings who cannot fly.

A story in stone, engraved in your heart,

such a bad failure, a horrible start.

We crawl out from caves, aspiring to walk,

but we trip and fall, trapped between locks.

Our cries are so helpless, our voices so hoarse,

the ship we’ve been sailing has been blown off course.

Bullets we’ve kept under our beds till this day,

their cases have rusted, the copper decayed.

Our guns we kept precious, but they fell to the void,

their chambers were busted, the muzzles destroyed.

Assistance was promised, but help never came,

on make-shift boats, we tried to sail away.

They were caught in storms, ceased to follow their map,

it doesn’t matter now, because they left no tracks.

All that we live for, of that I’m not sure,

our forests have rotted, weeds grew through the floor.

Our water is gone, our time has run short,

the cattle are dead, our faces hurt and contort.

I’m divorced from this all, I’m out on my own,

I took my belongings, I’ll travel this road.

Somewhere I’ll go to, somehow I’ll find,

a Sunset of silence, where I can say goodbye.

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[halflives]

Wow! You are an amazing poet, do you know that? This one is also very lyrical, with a deep meaning. How many talents do you have?