A Challenge To The Dark
shot in the eye
Shot in the brain
Shot in the ass
Shot like a flower in the dance
Amazing how death wins hands down
Amazing how much credence is given to idiot forms of life
Amazing how laughter has been drowned out
Amazing how viciousness is such a constant
I must soon declare my own war on their war
I must hold to my last piece of ground
I must protect the small space I have made that has allowed me life
My life not their death
My death not their death…





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