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Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Battlefield (one of my poems)

War, blood, death, winning, loosing, getting revenge.
Everybody crossing their fingers, everybody wishing they had never started the fight.
The end of your life, the second you start.
Worrying, hoping, and wishing that the bloody situation would stop. Your whole life is in your hands.
Nothing you can do but take one last breath before your whole life ends.
There will be only one winner in a war, but who will it be?
The feeling that you are going to die……...

Just, bloody Battlefield

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