Ode to General Smith

Behind you, without question
Through a bloody, foreign war
I lived in your oppression
It was you who I fought for.

Throughout the bitter winter
And beat down on by the sun
The blisters, scars, and splinters
I risked it all for one.

You used me, scarred me, ripped apart
A kid who I once knew
Yet, in the corners of my heart
I’d trade it all for you.

You are the reason I still live in loneliness and fear
But even though I hate you, you’re the reason I’m still here.

 

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About Liv

My name is constantly changing. I live in a giant mushroom on 1234 Wall St. I have one brother and a unicorn. I love shoes, mostly because I read in a book that shoes say a lot about your personality. I am all for gay marriage and against any kind of social prejudice. My favorite colours are really, really dark purple and school bus yellow. When I am old enough to move out, I am going to London and becoming rich and famous. When I do that, I am going to buy ALL the shoes I want! The I'm going to donate to save endangered animals and help sick and underprivileged kids. Then I'm going to get several tattoos and a cartilage piercing.

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