bullets blaze,
through the air in a haze,
of shrapnel,
and id rather
shoot than grappel.
casings spit from uzis and nines,
and bullets penetrate anything
they find.
reload,lock,snap,blast,
and it kicks back.
clinking banging,
triggers slamming,
casings clanging.
rubble pukes from
walls and celings,
my adrenaline charges,
and ups my breathing.
shatters and clatters,
blood mists and spatters,
the remaining warriors know full well..
open the door,send them to hell.
duck,tuck,and roll,and get cover,
ill live one day to tell another.
floor expodes and i
hit the wall,
goes black,
and then
i see it all.
i am a lucky one,
drop casings and run,
and the battle is done.
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