The Loss of a Childhood

Death and destruction is all I see

Around me lay the bodies of my friends and enemies

My life has turned into a never ending killing spree

The god I worship now is Ares

I have been wounded many times

But my wound right now will be my final one

The last thing I see is the flash… of a gun





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