Combat
bunkerdown in knee deep mud
Rats run through the trenchs
fieled with body's and wast
The sky is starless
The only lights come from the explosions
The night is fieled with yells,gunshots and explosions
I try to close my eyes just for a second
But the ruckas around me will not allow it
Copyright © Brittany Knight | Year Posted 2010
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