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Loss, gone
There are men laying on the ground dead.
There are shots fired towards my direction,
My friend is down, covered in blood.
I cry his name,
He’s dead.
I shoot at the enemy like a crazy man.
Not knowing where I'm shooting.
Moments later it was done.
No more men screaming for help.
I walked around
Seeing my friends covered in blood with their white eyes looking at me.
Hatred is building inside of me,
No one is going to get through to me.
I am going to end it all.

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