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05-23-05, 12:18 AM
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The Paragraph President
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White Flag
IP:
White Flag Why it all happened.. An 23 year old man, disputed with an intersecting Life Not any perfection, only graceful children and his Wife.. So frustrated, just because he wanted to earn Metals He’d always love to attack terrorists posing as Rebels.. Finding ways to feed his family, he had gripped Reality Life’s fatality, strong as it was, he proved his Mentality.. Killing was his profession, entering war was his Confession The more he killed, his future would fill with Depression.. The phone call.. Spending quality time with his family, he got a serious Call His wife yelling in sacrifice, wasn’t enough to prove he’d Fall His children crying, bagging for him to stay, to keep his Place Looking at pictures to see his face, almost as bad as a Disgrace He tried calming them down, still he was hurting to be Heroic There was no possible way of stopping his feelings to Chock it All he wanted to do was shoot fates reality, for his Obsession Thinking he’d be on an world mission, only so filled of Tension Getting back at camp.. He realized, he just couldn’t idealize, it was all so Furious Only so curious, he chose to go on but it got way to Imperious In command of his own platoon, a lot just didn’t Understand Why he was so fierce, he’d just patronize minds in the Land And in hand he had the rankest weapons of mad Destruction But he craved, only to go in battle and build on his Function Forced to play the games of warfare, he was known as a Shame Thinking he’ll earn and find ways, but he only felt gashing Pain Trying to earn some fame, only he’d ponder about being Home He thought he had a clone, strictly stuck just suffering Alone But he was dedicated to war, fate couldn’t detected his Infection He tried to draw himself an exact picture of his own Perfection Eventually he lost his platoon cause of a Vietnam Flamethrower In the back of his mind, he thought he turned into a Poser Looking for a better life, inspired by warfare, wanting to Retire The supposed man in command, only exposed by internal Fire Why it all happened.. An 23 year old man, disputed with an intersecting Life Not any perfection, only graceful children and his Wife.. So frustrated, just because he wanted to earn Metals He’d always love to attack terrorists posing as Rebels.. Finding ways to feed his family, he had gripped Reality Life’s fatality, strong as it was, he proved his Mentality.. Killing was his profession, entering war was his Confession The more he killed, his future would fill with Depression.. Dramatically losing.. Back at his home base, they were getting shot Viciously But imperiously he wasn’t sure, life was getting Seriously His life and others were on line, trying to withdraw in Time So noisy you couldn’t hear the drop of the loudest Dime One of the worlds hugest crimes, with only little to Prove But they had no choice it was to fierce, they had to Lose And with one glance of shock, they weren’t gonna Retreat At least not yet, having never to experiencing a hard Defeat Getting seriously damaged.. They pushed forward, forcing an last existence of Resistance Though the base got demolished, they needed no Assistance No persistence, only needing aircrafts to drop atomic Bombs Stuck in Vietnam, the creaks leaking in all the soldiers Palms Only wanting to create screams, the children couldn’t Survive Medics having drives to revive, wanting everyone to stay Alive Purposely thinking curiously , trying to force the saddest Ending That’s what the Americans were Intending, never Pretending They’d show intensions, perfect answers for lethal Inventions But the Vietnam soldiers fought back, with stronger Tensions.. Of power so they got back at the Americans, it all fell Apart All he could prove was heart, only having to start to act Smart He got tempted and full of frustration, with no sign of Perfection No chances of interception, they had to retreat all Intensions They waved the white flag, leaving all the dead behind Fate The tragedy finished, only broken hearts trying to reach the Gate Why it all happened.. An 23 year old man, disputed with an intersecting Life Not any perfection, only graceful children and his Wife.. So frustrated, just because he wanted to earn Metals He’d always love to attack terrorists posing as Rebels.. Finding ways to feed his family, he had gripped Reality Life’s fatality, strong as it was, he proved his Mentality.. Killing was his profession, entering war was his Confession The more he killed, his future would fill with Depression..
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