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Marching to the death of soldiers
Marching to the death of the innocent
Marching to the death of the guilty
Marching towards the unknown
Marching towards unforgiving
Marching towards unfeeling
All who march, march to their own death
All who march, march to suffering.
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Those strong arms
That engulf my soul
The piercing eyes
That transfix me
The soft tiptoes
Now loud footsteps
His gun in his hand
His words muffled
By my tears
I see a blur of him
But see him clearly
In my mind alone
The uniform of war
Now a nightmare awake
One last hello
One last goodbye
To part ways
Are only words
To say goodbye
Lasts a second
To forget this moment
To say goodbye to a friend
Lasts a lifetime
Walking away
Never to see
Hear his voice
My heart aches
My mind swirls
Hot droplets fall from my eyes
To the cold ground below
But to say goodbye
Makes the tears
The happiest ones
To ever fall from these eyes
One last hello
One last goodbye
To a friend whom my mind
Will never forget
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Disaster by metal
Metal destroyed
That left standing
Leaves behind a tale
With a mouth that cannot speak
With ears that cannot hear again
With eyes that are not seen
But feel the blood, death
Of those that suffered
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Let me fall to my knees so that I may pray
Only to feel the shortness of breath
Feel no feeling, the wounds that cover my broken body
Straining for sight, only to see darkness filled with blood
Trying to move, but tied down by death.
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I’ve had enough
Anger is all that is felt
Arguing turns to mindless yelling
What’s being said
Mindless drivel
Solving nothing
Causing more heartache
Making headaches
Puking the sadness
Tears filled with anger
Problems left unsolved.
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Sorrow, despair
Words of hatred, aggressiveness,
Shouting, yelling,
Crashing, banging.
Sounds, thoughts,
That can be heard by
The senses around the body,
Tears that stream down a cheek.
No other will feel
The way I do,
No other will feel
The pain in a beating heart.
Cheeks, stained
Heart hurt
To trust again
Almost impossible.
Life has never
In the life of 16
Ever been this real
In only the senses of hearing.
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Let them hang me
From the depths of my soul
Let them feed
On my bruised broken body
Let me hang
Over the pits of hell
Let them suck my soul
So that I shall feel no longer
Let my mind slip
To the darkness
I see
Hear
Feel
No more
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