This is War
Can you hear it? Hear it like thunder. Like the boom and the bang? Like the pop pop pop. Their hardend voices pounding eachother every time a bit louder! This is war. Every morning i get up. Wiping away the shame and fear of the previous night. I put on my uniform- the same masked expression just a different day. Look in the mirror all i wanna see is this sexy body that make the men hard and my women harder. But i see just this the masscara run dry across my cheeks. Smuddges from cries. And this is war. Then i hear it. The confrontation in my home at my doorstep. My ear sucks the yells in like a new born child suckle to the sceared mother's wavering breast. This is war! I look in the mirror once again disgusted with what i see. I say-how powerful are you really? I am changing form! This process in me is unstoppable! I will smash you! End you! If i am your distruction tell me im not good enough nd watch the earth... quake. This is my war!
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