Sunday, February 27, 2005
there was a great massacre on the field, the battle field.
everything was still for now, regaining it's reverence.
the sight of bloodshed haunted the minds of survivors.
gushing wounds, fallen men, broken weaponary.
body counts would only resume after dawn.
families were left without breadwinners.
both countries threaded on eggshells.
a make it or break it situation.
show me what's this fighting for. the phases of warthe faces of war.
by: me.
girlwithabroken(: : 12:14