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Fan Fiction

Posted By: Jehkoh<Jehkoh@aol.com>
Date: 12 May 2002 1:29 am

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Bullets come and bullets go
They fly high and they hit low
Bodies fall and blood spills
The soldiers of war score their kills
A sport is made from a deadly struggle
No matter what it's all the same
The more blood the better
The more blood the wetter
Death holds no meaning to these humans
Something so costly - life -
now a casual article easily discarded
We've waged the war
Now we see at their core
Only bloodthirsty beasts
We spilled the blood first
Now they haunt us like a curse
We can't escape them -
for they are Manus Celer Dei