Soldiers (250)

I've been to hell
And here I am
Standing before you
Like a brave man.

Yes, I'm not you
Aye, I'm not your soldiers
But I ran to hell
Where souls smoulder.

It was certain hell that day
Don't you think that has a certain symmetry?
In that hot, burning furnace
Their gardens were cemetarys.

I waws tortured like a prisoner
They made me cry that day
They also killed me forever
But I did more then die that day.

I also climbed Mount Death
On the way, kicking boulders
Don't you think I've done more
Then your stinking soldiers.

~I hate sexist people~

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