I was a dog in war
Once
Sadly left behind
Sad and torn
Why would they do it?
I wish I knew
I had
Fought my way home
Only to find
It was abandon and
All alone
Some would stay
But not me
I have and
Always will
Fight to my way
I know my path
Therefor no mistakes
Someday I'll figure how
To come
"Home"
For a better way
Nothing is worse
Than the day
No one was home
When I would await
That poem was in point of view for a war dog^^
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