My Soldiers

June 2, 2010
By sarah141 BRONZE, Hamilton, Ohio
sarah141 BRONZE, Hamilton, Ohio
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They march around like soldiers,
Giving orders, Shouting instructions.

They grasp hold of you like a constrictor.
never letting loose, for even a second
They squeez and squeez and say,
It's whats best
Till your screams, silenced,suddenly
seem worthless

All you want is for them to listen
But their ears are sound proof walls
It's for your best interest
Know there's no one to call

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