Friday 29 May 2015

Best Mates Poem

Corrupted men. Sins broken. Lives changed for the worst. This is only the measure of the unthinkable horrors we have bestowed upon ourselves and the enemy. Unimaginable sins and burdens that we all carry would weigh up to crush us under its boot. Constant screams and gunfire shake the very ground. Disease and death consume us and is only waiting. hoping to destroy all of us.

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