s u i c i d e b y t h o u g h t
A letter awaits.
I will write one for you.
A white flag sent home
in an envelope full of surrender.
Long, I fought this war.
Tired, is the roll of the drum.
Foreign, is the animation of decaying policy.
Tenderly, I will call.
Surely, I will sing.
-Levi
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