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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · War · #1023252

A warrior decides to pass with pride!

The arrows are rapidly, piercing the air overhead
As I travel around the battlefield,
And I notice the dead,
Who were my men,
My friends,
Littering the ground.

I know I will die,
There are just too many,
I have no chance of surviving
but I promise myself
I will die with pride.
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