The Breeze of War

January 29, 2012
By cryingalonewithcats PLATINUM, Waynesville, Ohio
cryingalonewithcats PLATINUM, Waynesville, Ohio
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The last Bloody laugh of resistance
Blown away on the breeze
The last piece to be played
One scream away
No desperation
No cry for mercy
Just the breath of the dying
Blown away on the breeze
Last words incinerated
With the falling of the bombs
This morning alone
Comrades secluded
Their own personal torture
No desperation
No cry for mercy

The author's comments:
a short little song, not much, but it goes well with a tune that's been circling around in my head for days

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