THE FINAL BATTLE
By TRIXSTER
Nothing but a sea
of poisoned blood
that I wade through.
Littered bodies,
sprawled like mere toys,
broken and battered.
Among the field of horror,
lay my comrades
along with my love.
I once thought
with a child's heart,
that we fought
for our Freedom,
but now with a torn soul,
I see that we fought
for our innocence.
Darkness begins
to cloud my vision,
Like a shroud of death...
I fall,
but no one is there to hear.
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