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Violent CultureHe wanted to fight Anyone, anywhere, didn't care what time of night The search wasn't going well But he was so high he couldn't even tell Dilated pupils, heavy breathing, Rage seething, hate breedingViolent Culture
Why was he so full of anger, well nobody knows, Who knows what lay in wait for the person he chose Feeling untouchable, invincable, Consience and all compassion destroyed
Held that knife like a trusted possession Was a back up for his unparralled agression How the hell did he get this way? Spots a target, who isn't expecting a bad day.
PatrolHis boots disturb the untouched lands, His rifle clutched in both his hands. Looking cautiously into open air, Not knowing who could be therePatrol
Longing to be back in that save haven, Three weeks since he's been clean and shaven. Frustrated that nothing appears in the open terrain, But soldiers aren't allowed to show any signs of pain.
Around him sounds the laughter of hardened men, He wishes he was as tough as them. Sighing at the sight of an upcoming hill, Wishing what lay beyond may be his first kill.
Just Me
I already know kish the bish. Shaun Heley
Nice to see you.
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If you don’t try you won’t fail
By the way it's Kishan
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Currently: Available for job offers.
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Currently: Available for job offers.
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Currently: Available for job offers.
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