10 May 2012

I cry in fear, I scream with hate. What gave us all This ugly fate?

To meet upon The battle field, Where all must fight, And none can yield.

I do not want To do whats right. I want to kill. I want to fight.

My brother died. I loved him dear. You took from me Those who were near.

I cannot end Or stop this war. I need to fight; Settle the score.

EatonlynchI Cry in Fear • Opuss № I