Just A Job

by xxlittleblackrosexx   Apr 7, 2008


Every person
every city
every house
dead
no reason
their life's were taken
showing no mercy
their hearts are made of ice
hitting anyone
that gets in their way
just doing a job
trying to ignore the moans
of the fallen
trying to get what they came for
and then get out
but they are people too
but everyone else
is dead...

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