The Grisly GameA Poem by Vincent ValonWarWatch and Learn Shouts the veteran As he jumps from the gaurd Shots ring out, he hits the ground quite hard Terrified, I realized. It was all my fault For it was my gun which fired the final shot My safety was off As was my aim and mind... War is a grisly game Fought in brutal Ares Name Lord of Fire and War A regular violent W***e © 2008 Vincent ValonAuthor's Note
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Added on February 11, 2008 AuthorVincent ValonBoston, MA, MAAboutHello. I used to be on here...I've been here on and off for a long time and now the whole data wipe happened...I am not happy about that...It is quite..Aggravating.....to have to go back and rewrite .. more..Writing
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