*Yellow people were everywhere....
their eyes were thin and their bodies were scrawny
A ********** strolled by me....
she promised me a good time
$200 for 1 hour
and $400 for 2
Oral costed extra....
A man was eating octopus
next to him, another man was eating a dog
he claimed it taste like chicken...
gravel kissed my feet,
and a M14 cuddle with my hands
a pack of Skittles snuggled in my pocket
some cigarettes and canteen full of whiskey
also accompanied me....
I smashed the leaves with black boots
and camouflage married the trees
A body stared at me
a star shaped hole through his head
two kids burned to ash,
and a wife with her throat slit laid next to him
No tears were shed.....
A Vietcong with his arms shot off
he coughed up blood...
he whispered, but the whisper was inaudible
I put a bullet through his chest...
No tears were shed....
a good friend of mine...
stepped on a landmine
his body went every which way
a arm went left
a torso went right
and his head went backwards...
No tears were shed....
My unit entered a abandoned building
they saw a young girl.... her clothes were ripped,
her screams echoed, five men took turns with her...
my M14, loaded, five bullets, silence
and a pool of blood.....
no tears were shed...*
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 8:46 PM UTC
*Yellow people were everywhere....
their eyes were thin and their bodies were scrawny
A ********** strolled by me....
she promised me a good time
$200 for 1 hour
and $400 for 2
Oral costed extra....
A man was eating octopus
next to him, another man was eating a dog
he claimed it taste like chicken...
gravel kissed my feet,
and a M14 cuddle with my hands
a pack of Skittles snuggled in my pocket
some cigarettes and canteen full of whiskey
also accompanied me....
I smashed the leaves with black boots
and camouflage married the trees
A body stared at me
a star shaped hole through his head
two kids burned to ash,
and a wife with her throat slit laid next to him
No tears were shed.....
A Vietcong with his arms shot off
he coughed up blood...
he whispered, but the whisper was inaudible
I put a bullet through his chest...
No tears were shed....
a good friend of mine...
stepped on a landmine
his body went every which way
a arm went left
a torso went right
and his head went backwards...
No tears were shed....
My unit entered a abandoned building
they saw a young girl.... her clothes were ripped,
her screams echoed, five men took turns with her...
my M14, loaded, five bullets, silence
and a pool of blood.....
no tears were shed...*
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