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Empty city
written by Genocide Reaper07:05 PM 2/19/05| They were dropped over empty cities, into the hull of humanity. Not a single creature living. A place to go die. There was no one around to kill. But the beast of pain awaited in the shadows very still. Picking off the warriors one by one. None were left. Soon they would all learn. That there was only one thing to do. Bomb the evil establishment. Turn the once great nation into rubble. Seldom do we all get to sit back and watch a city crumble. But now we can just wait for the bombs to rumble. With fire, smoke, ashes and explosions everywhere, the beast made his way out of there. Sneaking back into the shadows in the outskirts, looking for a free ride in the soul of a sinner. And travel into the attacking nation he did. Soon, the nation was cleansed, emptied, basically. Slaughtered. Now we all know the beast was the winner, and we all know it came in born loser. Even though no one knew his name. Upon him, the rest of the world, placed all the blame. |
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