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by Stephanie May 30, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The nature of war it's in our blood it rears its ugly head like the waves far from the shore it keeps us alive while killing us too we're addicted to war, war is our drug theres something in our bodies it makes us hungry for more once we've had a taste we cannot return the nature of war its a love hate kind of thing we hate to be killers yet somehow love it too