why bother

War is a scarry thing
one day you could be alive and the next day you could be dead.
I worry about you and i always wonder if ill ever see you alive again
life is like like pistol,you choose what to shoot at and at times you must reload
the only thing about shooting is, you must be prepared for the concequences,in life you must be ready for the concequences
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For this poem i would like help from others when you comment this i would like you to add a two line small poem that goes with mine if i like it enough i willadd it to it eventually i hope it will be a big poem by many authors if you have any questions please ask.