Honed

Dawn skirmish rise
throughout the night
Potent eyes
Review your plight
The nightmare fades
Into the marsh
Each soldier wades
And winter harsh
muddied steel
Forgotten peace
No longer feel
Your wounds decrease
but never heal
There is no pride
Or beauty still
the tears you've cried
Renewed your will
Fight on Fight on
For future sake
the past is gone
Under your wake
Live for the dream
Open embrace
Though it may seem
your absent grace
Under his wing
You will reside
Each night will bring
A changing tide

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