December 19, 2007
The war began,
because of my gang.
We thought it was cool,what we produced,
and this is how the war was introduced..

The storm of artillery,
the shots from a machine gun.
I noticed the bloodon the battlefield,
and then I realized it was no fun!

I cramped up into the trenches,
where it was so dark and deep.
Wishing I wasn't the next to be in heaven,
disliking the idea of permanant sleep.

Oh my god I forsee my death,
I'm going to miss all my family and friends.
I guess I'd have to go to permanant sleep,
and this is how my life story ends..

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