The Last Battle Cry ( Archived) (10)

There is a war going on within my mind and I am in the middle of it. I have to face it head on, No more running, no more pain, I stand There waiting for the next attack, a gash above my eye, blood blinds me, fills me with rage. Here it comes, move, duck, roll, close call. or was it blood rolling down the arm like a waterfall, getting weaker, will never die, Move in for the kill. blood rains all over, covered in it. never ending. Stareing down myself, face to face, no more fear, This is it. He movs in for the kill, duck, behinde him, grab neck, Head Torn off, Blood Pouring out like a fountain of hope, a sigh of victory, I stand there with my own head hanging from my hand, I look up all the blood continues to fall, I let out a scream the whole world can hear, My Last Battle Cry. From Behinde on the back of my head i feel cold steel, A Click, Never seeing who it is, But i know. A Voice says Hello My Love, BLAST! Shot from behind, Brain Everywhere , Feels Like Slow Motion as i fall to the ground, what is left of my mind plays these visions before my eyes they are of you and the happy time, Didnt Last Long. She Bends down to me and whispers in my ear, "When Ever we are alone, you make me feel clean again" Then She walks off into the blackness waiting for her next move, Her Next Love.....Her Next Victim

MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm a few too many movies my boy??????????

Gawd we have to many been washed by well??

Next generation holy he.. heck?

Beam me up Scotty??

PLEASE TELL ME TELL ME??????

Even in the darkest hour???

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Are you fighting with your little sister again!!!!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Well next generation?

I had the WHO lived in my town.

Generation and they were crazy ??????????????????????????

Thank you, But its not about a little sister or movies, when i write poems or whatever i really try to get all my feelings out and when someone reads it i want them to feel what is happing in my writing, thats why i tend to be a little graphic