Sacrifices
Soldiers are meant for sacrifices
Communism is death
the first shot was flown to his face
Korean War meant death
Containment broke loose
Hell swallowed me whole
why why am I here?
What should I do?
Blood flew on me
I taste the enemies blood
Sorrow filled the 38th parallel
innocent blood spilled
many suffered the night
no time to spare
this war was a monster
this monster killed and killed
WHERE IS A HERO?
Many died because of H
got faithless
lost hope
was I next?
Was I going to die?
Why God did blood spill?
Who was the fiend?
Me?
You?
Who?
Tears fell from my eyes
was I crying
was it blood
I felt haunted
There’s a freak
I have to be careful
was I stray
I felt I was getting fed by a machine
I divided night in a trap
SNAP!
I became numb
I felt sick
I think I died
was I dead
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