Those who fight
Those who die
Those who ask to stay alive
City fall
Shadow tall
Nothing in the distance
And they pray
In the night
When Death is in their sights
But still they fall
Those who fight
Those who pray for morning light
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I’m nearly going to be a teenager (11 at the moment just two more days before my B-day) and I think your poem is lovely