Poetry : FALL

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FALL
He was lost in the middle of the war
Either fall or run away
But I know him as a warrior
For that I consider it lost

He's... a stubborn soldier
What I thought was crazy because of his love
Then who has been talking to me since five full moons ago?
I guess it's just someone borrowing his body

Because they are clearly different
My soldier is not a loser
He would choose silence over lying
He'd rather piss me off than stay out of trouble

He's fickle about most things, but he's a daredevil
He'd rather make me cry than make excuses
Then should I assume that it's him just because they look the same?

Not at all!
I will only remember my soldier as a superhero as he proudly said to me.
He had long since fallen and disappeared
There are no traces of him other than in my memories

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