Losing This War Poem by Balint Nagy
Losing This War
Here is
The moment if truth
Here I am
I wasted my youth
Now I can't take this cold
It's like I'm hundred years old
No I can't take it more
I am losing this war
Holding on, but
Nothing can be perfect in this world
Broken hearted
I don't find any word
Now I can't take this cold
It's like I'm hundred years old
No I can't take it more
I am losing this war
Can't take
Can't take it
Can't take it more
Now I can't take this cold
It's like I'm hundred years old
No I can't take it more
I am losing this war
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4/24/2024 8:49:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Holding on, but Nothing can be perfect in this world.... Sometimes I keep asking same but believe the creator of all that He made everything perfect