Lux
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Contagious The body dies in vain, Mind withering away, Contagious condition, Destroyer of nations, Let blood be spilt today. Good. I can't improve upon it... Condition spreads faster, Killing more than any army, Ammunition is not found, Coughing bodies hit the ground, Let blood be burned away. Same as before. Just...flowing. Pathetic attempts to survive, Reach out to the fields of dead, But too late as the weapon strikes, The only vestige of human life, Let blood be drained of red. Sad...but nice. I give it a 10 out of 10. It flows wonderfully, but is sad...however, it's still good poetry.
< Message edited by Opacus -- 8/4/2008 17:05:03 >
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