Last Words

by FASHIONISTA   Apr 1, 2006


In a dream...
It was dark and cold
The colors weren't bright or bold
Blurry images of death and war
Helpless screams heard from far
Gunshots being fired off
Victims families start to sob
Families getting torn apart
Mothers getting broken hearts
Tears form puddles as people cry
Soldiers say last words as they die.

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