I
am running and hiding
Flashes
everywhere blinding
My
sweat and fear binding
Steel
and teeth grinding
My
mind is deep underwater
Time
is slow with all matter
All
my breathe in a clutter
Blood
and guts in a splatter
I
am devoured by numbness
My
eyes see nil but blandness
Only
my hands show bitterness
To
all the crimson of madness
There’s
no glory for my actions
But
I will give death in fractions
As
my bullets fly thru frictions
I
will rip chaos into tiny factions
For
I am a soldier of fortune
A
son and keeper of misfortune
With
a name never to be mention
Whose
sentiments dwell in a bastion
Whose
heart is only a truncheon
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