its quiet, the snowflakes cover the sun,
the big boy buries his memories and a gun
in the backyard, as someone said
keep their mouth shut and go ahead.
in the morning hell be a happy guy,
with no pressure on his chest, no tears to cry...
its funny to fight the same war
from its very first day and again,
to bury the dead like before,
then behave like nothing happened, this is so insane...
the next day came as a surprise -
he felt a little older, tired enough to feel wise
he laid back and lazed the whole day,
in the evening he realized hes not ok.
some annoying little detail pricked his mind
those eyes he buried the last day were looking at him from the inside,
the horror poured in his blood at once,
A scream of a helpless world i heard and then i saw him bounce.
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