I traced the distress
In your brow, trying to stay
Our expectations
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Unhappy, we sought
In each other a depth
Not privately seized
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Our failures exchanged
Lips but not hearts, spiteful
We cursed each other
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Trauma lends to scars
To recurrent behaviors
Which favor bloodshed
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Over rusted tears
Which belie a frailty
Atrocious to pride
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We were two soldiers
Scarred so deeply we became
The battle itself
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