War - Poem by David Pimentel
war and brutality.
killing everyone and anyone.
reason or no reason to.
does it matter?
war guarantees me death.
joining the military is my nonsuicidal future.
but my reason for joining is a suicidal choice.
people fear war.
i feel ive been to war and back.
excitement and the end.
my life has turned me into the mind of a serial killer.
this isn't me.
evil mind controls me.
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