Death a soldier
We run as a team through bricks and sand,
wishing we could go home alive,
our familys will see us as hero's,
but we see ourselfs as killers,
we run around a corner to see what happened,
when my friend is shot in the neck,
he twists and turns on the floor,
but we cant help him anymore,
hes gone to a better place,
wheres theres lots of space and no sand,
we wish we could leave this hell,
but as soldiers we live to die.
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My borin journal!XD
Well i dont know what ill write but hope its good.XD
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