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An Unwilling Martyr. by *mariecamin:iconmariecamin:



I want to know who was there, and what they wore, and what they said. And I will strip them of the glory they felt whilst pulling me to an end.

the pedistool started to burn my feet, and the sunrise lit up the obsolete parts of me; I suddenly felt incomplete.

I want to know who was here, and what they wanted, and who they feared. And I will hold them up to the light in hope that they, too, feel despise.
©2008-2009 *mariecamin
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some countries always in war....some people cant escape from the war..unfortunately.......some of them about the faith,and some of them about the passions..........really good sentences...congrats..)
this had nothing to do with war. sorry :p

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"They call me a poet,
I wonder what they would say if
they saw me from the inside."
not about the war...or something similar....just '';pedistool started to burn my feet, and the sunrise lit up the obsolete parts of me''....so and,''what they wanted, and who they feared.''...after this nice connectors ''I have no mercy left within me, only lies......Forgiving you, and giving hope a home.''.....theese are really succesful sentences...and in my opinion, about the faith, about the choices,about the near past,......anyway...))

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