The water runs behind you as you lay on those cool rocks the land you were born in tending the cattle and the stock war has been here, days gone by war is all you can remember but now, you need to fly those cool, grey rocks you lay on those ones you know so dear your house is in the distance in your mind you can hear your mother calling for you but that's just in the past she is dead, and now you too how could this happen what did you do? these people you don't know have such hatred for you they are all around you now you cant understand them one chuckles, you don't know how the group settles around you one comes very near he holds the cold blade against the skin and the scream is the last you hear its not of you, but of the man who hates for what he's done he spills your blood, ore' the land all alone, no longer afraid just lay and wait, wait, wait darker, darker feelings of love never again to hate, hate, hate.
Reason for writing:
Saw something i will never forget. I am basing this one something very real which i saw. The unknown russian soldier was infact a female from the very place she was killed.
Birth sign: Libra
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