Thursday, November 5, 2009

The Trench Twist

A thousand miles away and as many years the soldiers ran. They ran up towers packed so full that from your home you could see their pulsing mass perched, so high. They ran down deep, so deep, bellow your feet. Their grenades a rhythmic quiver. Above you see their white parachutes coming, so close, then blown away blood dripping down upon your face. Your AA fed by the roughest hands of your roughest soldiers penetrating the sky with tracers. This night of nights rocked your homeland bringing you to the brink, but whats that...? An unnoticed siege has found the spot and as he lays down beside you his paratroopers cum raining down upon your captured homeland.

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