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shrapnel and truth |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
it was war so i hid from the dying from the dead from the eyes of those whose tragic countenances said they could not allow their guns to shoot any further than my own i was unarmed i sobbed when i felt fear begin to disperse shrapnel from every child's weapon into every other child's now fresh corpse it was war so when the slideshow offered armistice i ran to find my white flag i learned the chants the words i could never believe i dismissed everything dear and fell at the feet of those i despised singing their praises though every taste became bitter every truth redefined every breath heavy every sense suffocated every light dimmed it was peace |
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shadydaze Member
since 2000-10-02
Posts 85 |
the stronger doesn't always win the war, but preserves himself."only the strong suevive" |
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shadydaze Member
since 2000-10-02
Posts 85 |
the stronger doesn't always win the war, but preserves himself."only the strong survive" |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
this is from a dream i had a while ago... i never have violent dreams, but here i was sitting in the middle of a war, with very young soldiers all around me, and all i could do was hide and watch, because i had no weapon of my own. and then we were in peace talks, but it was shown as a slideshow. such an odd dream... Don't take any wooden nickels When you sell your soul -the eels |
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