Hmm... I've been encouraged to write some more of my so-called "so-called" poems, I say that because I dont know much about poems, and don't know how to classify my writing ...

Thought I would post some of them to see how they look.
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'War'

the storm clouds gather upon our virtual land.

the crimson tide of uncertainess and mistrust sweep through the hearts of young and old alike

The feel of the recoil, the sight of your wounds,Fills my soul with blood lust.

Click click bang, the sound of my rifle echoes throughout the battlefield.

Another bag of flesh slain.

the soil stained from the crimson tide, the earth happily drinking the wine of my enemies.

The silence of the cannons, the stillness of the war machine deafens me.

I am a soldier, I thirst for blood, I yern for your death, It makes me fill complete.

Click Click bang, another one falls, as the echo of chaos drills into my soul, it awakens the beast within.

Not done yet...
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My first writting to a old friend who I used to game with alot in BF2.
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For DanofEarth:

The sound of your voice is like the clash of thunder in the sky.

The Echo of your rifle fills me with fear, yet, brings me peace.

Click, Thoomp, boom, your noob tube rains down upon thine enemies heads.

Cursing, and Crying, the other team yells, as they fall like match sticks against a hurricane wind.

"Move to this position" the Commander crys, you rally the men to the next flag.

We follow your attack with renewed strength, and look in awe as you lay waste.
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Got some more, but working on others ...