War
I see murder and death,
i see blood and children
knocking at my base door.
With nowhere to go and nothing to fear,
they just knock and knock hoping someone will hear.
This is time of war no emotions to be shown
we must ignore the enemys people,
and put our focus on their core.
To destroy is our goal
to end it all without hesitation,
your body just acts your here to follow orders.
This is no time for peace, compassion, or regret,
you must do whatever is nessacary,
even if it means becoming the entity of death.
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