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Gone Away

heroes fight and then they die a broken sword and questions of why shattered shields upon the ground silent graves without sound here I lay in this ditch with the world going dark as pitch the sounds of battle die away as i live my final day my axe has split my bones broken with you my heart went taking words unspoken we will go home we will go home hand in hand in our love we will go home we will go home i pray this as i stare above my hand is shaking my last breath taking all the dreams i had in me my blood is spilling proof of my killing all hopes that were in me we will go home we will go home i repeat and i swear to you this we will go home we will go home it is a lie that you will sorely miss battered and broken on the winding road i lay here aching in my cold moment alone you are not here you are not here gone away my love do you cry a tear we will go home we will go home i guess my words cannot be heard we will go home we will go home a breathless whisper and final word

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