A young Nation Under A Bullet Sky

Who am I?

A young soldier under a pouring bullet sky the young will never realize until a pistol is staring us in the eyes.While many wave white flags to forfeit others fight for getting what we fought so hard to get.Many rather let off rounds to escape the cause but for once let's just pause and redo it all.

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HazyIntamacy
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Joined: 04/30/2009

Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339