…The attic (X) Show & Tell…

Soldier, soldier, before we rally
Listen to my last request

That pack is looking awful inviting
Be a pal, pollute my chest

It’s easier to breath if…

Do the fields look so different
When your standing on your feet

It’s not that we battle
It’s that we meet

What does blue smell like?

I don’t know your mind at all
Or your crest

And if you’re wondering why I’m smiling
It’s that I’m laid to rest

I’ll ask.

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