I know everyone is happy at the end of the war.
I know no one cares about poor warriors like me.
All I can do is to watch the epilogue from the heaven.
If you drop by the graveyard,
Where only angels distinguish my gravestone,
Please just pray for me and put some flowers with your tear.
YOU ARE READING
Fantasy of Tedium
PoetryPoems about words and concepts which are often used in fantasy stories Written in wavering and fickle states of my emotions Including humor, sarcasm, and sadness
