Wounded
Armor perices,I feel the sting!What is happening around me?Seems hells fury is open wide
and I am scared for my life,am I going to die I ask God why as I cry!Everything is black
there is a ringing in my ears and blood is my tears!Gun shots all around then suddenly I feel
my friend!Everythings going to be alright he says,your a surviveor of the attack,then lifting
me he puts me on his back!Then my vision starts focusing in and I fire at the enemy,a few
more feet and I am free!
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