Pure Agony
Annihilated, ravaged, neglected towns crumble before my eyes.
Putrid, revolting, ghastly dead bodies.
Screams, cries then ear-splitting bangs!
Feeling tormented, terrified but honourable at the same time.
The hot rosy red blood cascade down my throat.
This abhorrent, horrendous war has ruined my entire life.
Sam
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