Fighting for Someone

Wild nights

Tired eyes

Always fight

For their rights

Making deals

Trying to heal

From the sights

Bodies strung

Children hung

Watching for infinite

Somewhat wasted

Thinking they were the favorite

But were the exact opposite

Some had sung

And some had hummed

While they watch them rot and decompose

Author Notes: Just a rough draft! Comment if ye like the poem tho!

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