Treasure Island

Brad Combs

(8/8/89 / Wheatridge, Co)

Suffocation by breathing


Mindless soldiers marching to war
For a cause not of their own
No Ideas, No fealing
No Brain, No Heart
Marching to the Battle Lost in the Path of Dreams
No Light, No Knowledge
No Essence, No Inteligence
Marching to the Battle Empires Falling
No God, No Worship No Life,
No Salvation Marching to the Battle
Not Knowing their Demise
Death setting the Ambush
Not Knowing
Wandering in the dark
The Trap is sprung
The Life is Done
Nothing left
No Spirit, No Soul
No Life, No Energy
The End is Near The life is over The way is Unclear

Submitted: Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Edited: Thursday, February 28, 2008

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  • *Trusting You* (1/1/2009 6:29:00 PM)

    this is really good... a great read... Loved it! we do not give our soldiers enough credit. good job.
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