The Price Of War Pt.2 Poem by Bloodshed 207

The Price Of War Pt.2



War, an excuse for murder
Filled with pain and suffering
Consuming millions of lives

Towns set ablaze
Cities ravished by war
Entire countries decimated

Battlefields soaked with blood,
Riddled with bullets and bodies,
Will the bloodshed ever cease?

Is it ever really worth it?
How many lives must be lost?
In the end, does anyone really win?

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Bored, depressed, what else can I say?
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