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I am a soldier
written by Genocide Reaper08:06 PM 11/16/04Rain pours down, blood flows out, bullets penetrate flesh, demons gather around the building mess. No more time to think, just pick up a weapon and try to force the foes into death, in a swift sinking blow. Children crying for mercy, none shown as the grenades land before their frowns. Draining me of everything I am, seeing all of this death hasn't changed me just faded me like a color left in the sun. I inhale the fumes of burning skin, and take a breath of death within. How sad I think it is to see Young people dieing from suicide, how much do I wish they would have the chance to vent hate and anger in homicide on the front lines. Holding up a white flag as the grown murders march on a merciless rampage, it doesn't matter, they were just kids caught in a fucking slaughter. No more. Will they have the chance to run, no more chance will they have to load a gun and fight against the Corporates flood. Stains in the streets. Tank treads rolling deep. Dead bodies decay. The city is left in disaray, I wittness the destruction, and kill. I believe in myself. Yes I do.. And I will. Iv killed kids that put chemicals in their brain, useing their nose and a straw. Iv killed kids, that couldn't tell you what drugs were in the blink of an eye. Iv baptized muslims in acid. And burned their parents and have sprad their ashes. I am a fucking killing machine. No remorse here. Just living to be mean. |
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Pride and pain went into this.. And no. Killing isn't really a bad thing.. But how I do wish we could kill all the drug feinds in this country and put the depressed ones into action. so the could kill for a cause instead of theirselves for nothing. [ View Genocide Reaper's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ] This Poem has been viewed 395 times
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» Comments / Feedback | by Trapezium (11-16-2004 - 08:09 PM)
by dacode05 (11-16-2004 - 08:26 PM)
This is something that really should be thought about. Great work as usual. :) (you'd be my favorite poet even if I didn't like you so very damn much!) |
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