Second to None

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Timestamp around feeling the pain
On my face as plain as day
Lost child barely loved
No one knows where it is found

What children will be born
Before the war
Only cannot remember
All that was found

I want to be that way too
Someday without the pain
Images seared in my mind
Like a tattoo

Of course I never will lose.
Cannot take away
What I have gained
So sing some more blues

to help with my pain