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 The war
Author: Emmamil0904  PM
I can't breath in here! The smoke clouds my view; my view of what is right from wrong. I hear gunfire. Wait! That's my gun; the gun I just used to shoot my troops.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Tragedy/Adventure - Words: 100 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-07-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3048511
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His skin is cold,
His face is white
His eyes are red,
From rage and fights
The dark black moons,
Of sleepless nights
Are unaware of guns and mice
His bunker soaked of gas and smoke
The deadly lies
His mouth has told
A serpents tongue
To speak those words
To help the ones
Who he has hurt
The guilt has gone
He doesn't care
Of all those lives
He would have spared
A desperate fight
Between life and death
Has drawn him between
His fallen men
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