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Hours spent waiting For new names to appear Hours spent looking At my ever growing list Sitting in silence Awaiting the cold metal To strike warm flesh Awaiting blood to stain The lifeless earth Sitting in chaos War is boring For most are ready To leave this hellhole In one way or another Sitting in darkness I am sought after As reprieve from this suffering As means to go from one hell to another For I am death
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
War Is Boring
Hours spent waiting For new names to appear Hours spent looking At my ever growing list Sitting in silence Awaiting the cold metal To strike warm flesh Awaiting blood to stain The lifeless earth Sitting in chaos War is boring For most are ready To leave this hellhole In one way or another Sitting in darkness I am sought after As reprieve from this suffering As means to go from one hell to another For I am death
War, specifically a battle in a war from the perspective of death
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
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