Battlefield Poem by Ardi Teder
Battlefield
Sand.
Gunshots.
Bullet's flying near my head.
A loud explosion.
Ground.
Ears ringing, looking around, confused.
Stnding up, holding your gun.
A multiple shots, running.
Behind a wall, seeing an enemy, aiming and bang.
They fall but yet.
Pain in the chest.
Moing the hand towards it.
Blood.
Eyes start to go black, ground.
A sun flower right next to the wall.
Vision fades, reaper takes you.
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