Hemingway's War
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The futility of War
Another scream another body on the ground i hear the sound of a chattering machine gun each bullet taking the life of another father, brother, uncle or son i am a medic, alone on the ground my fallen comrades make no sound the futility of war
Starting wars
A work in progress starting wars : chapter 1 once apon a time lived a furry a tiger . his name was isaac. isaac had a mate . his name was dylan . a husky / dragon mix. both loved each other.
A hero of war
This flag and this gun i said that sound's alright next thing i new was i'm sitting in this truck with a couple of other guy's lookin out the back i saw the road and another truck we all got off at this base called fort riley i said to myself a hero of war
Winter War
Killing a general, even a brilliant general, does not a war end. the winter war beat on for another sixteen months, and ended in the spring.
Learning War
Covered by a thick blue blanket was who he presumed was the war-maiden herself. he could not believe she was still sleeping, especially with half the day already being gone.
The Wily Wars
The wily wars darkness was all that could be seen for miles. rock was trapped in the darkness alone. he then heard a sound that was all too familiar. it was dr. wily in his robotic behemoth of a machine but something didn't feel right.
The War's Remnants
Wondering whether he himself was one of the war's true renmant...
The Tides of War
When this war is over and our victory is assured, i will return for you... with... or without... your 'family'."
Beasts of War
A short lived end to bloody spite and so the war begins again a bloody fight to bitter end except in this scrap neither wins surviving just to war again conflict extended across the ages it's end predicted by the sages oh how these men
Nuclear War
I had joined in hope of going to pakistan, but the war had ended while i was in training, and instead of fighting in fatigues, i was now fighting history's first nuclear war in a bulky nuclear suit, holding a prototype electrical gun that fired what
The Daily War
Feels the same, everyone has a name, to die at such a young age in war, the daily war of life.