The loss

The boy who came grew to a man
His life complete to what e thought it should be
the man went to War
the war took the man
all that was to return was a shell
the shell of the man that left
losing his soul to wars
the man knew the greatest loss
was the loss of his soul to the black abyss
the abyss that is war
stealing an planning
taking without regard
returning the man to the world
the world that does not understand
the world where people look
look to him for answers
he has none to give for his
his is that of the loss of being

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