From Snafu to Fubar

There is no black and white

if the land is splattered with

blood

Littered with bodies

bleeding through the cracks

of the parched earth

Souls struggling to escape

the death rattle

of hatred, rage, torture

Brother against brother

making war so that there

may be peace

Psychological manipulation

be brave and kill your brother

for this is not murder

it is war

a combat mission

A suicide misssion

a fool's errand

It is black and white

kill or be killed

the ultimate sacrifice

The war culture

the culture of death

Here nobody wins..

Thou shalt not kill

 ⒸRose  

Take my Heart

take my beating heart

i don't need it anymore

if we should ever part

i'll have nothing to live for

i could die with you

even die for you

but one thing is true

i cannot live without you



♡♡

 

so take them all,

my foolish pleas, my words 

 that fall

like crumbs at your feet,

and throw them to the birds

that flock in the street

their wings will whisper

the sweetest love song

from a girl to her lover

after love has long gone 

ⒸRose