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My Apocolyptic Wish.Give me the guns that thunder at night.
Give me the shrapnel torn gash.
Give me a world of conflict and strife.
Give me cold beans and hash.
Give me the blade that cuts to the heart.
Give me the wound that bleeds.
Give me the needle that stitches me up.
Give me an hour's reprieve.
Give me the trenches of blood and death.
Give me the strength to live.
So that while I may fight for my life.
I will not ever have a speech to give.
Give me a friend of iron and flame.
Give me someone to fight.
Give me nights ever the same.
Give me a dawn of blessed light.
Give me tunnels of skittering beasts.
Give me goggles of sight.
Give me a kill of which to feast.
Give me something warm to bite.
Give me distance never ending.
Give me a safer knoll.
So that while I may die alone in the dark.
I will not ever have to tell a soul
-by Cameron Clark








