True Chaos

by adroit   Nov 25, 2007


Dying shadows
Leaping flames
Every time,
War ends up the same
Homes washed away by
Acid rain
Bodies of souls
Who died
Minds numb
With pain
Cemeteries full of heroes
With no names
Humanity,
Its own savior
And its own bane

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