War...
Sinking feeling of desolation
Stinking smell of slaughter
Deathly silence of the dead.
Wars over..i think,Am i the only
one alive?
The mud is saturated with
innocent blood
This was an undefended
siege...
I know
Isnt this my friend ,lying here?
...
...
a bullet ricochets..
Before i could turn...
...Sots...
... Darkness
,....
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