Today, you just saw my city drowned on the tv You drafted a message to ask my update You'll never know because I didn't post any And your adrenaline wasn't high enough to press that send button Or perhaps it wasn't about the adrenaline it's about your feeling doesn't enough to push making an efforts.

I lost you and I lost The Great War.

It's terrible that I found myself more desperate to losing you than losing The Great War.


You are the hope that I wait, the hope that never come, or it just hasn't yet?

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