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Call of Duty
By Ablebody Peckawood
Thrust into this life like a dagger piercing skin.
Although expirienced in life, I have no idea how to begin.
I feel dark days ahead and want this all to end.
As I survey the sun and sky. Time unwinds to an early demise. Load another
bullet into the chamber. It's time to rob another man of life.
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Copyright 2005 Ablebody Peckawood
Published on Friday, June 10, 2005.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
damned good. searching the answers to life as we use differing tools to dig our own ruts that happen to make good graves.
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A former member wrote:
Wow this is a very deep poem....
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