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Your Silence is Treason

Behind the parapet on the brink of disaster
Colors flapping in the soft breeze
A sea of darkness on the horizon
This is the slaughter.

A warning shot lights the sky
As the ground trembles in expectation
Hell unleashed

Desperation is all that remains of this noble cause

No white flags shall be accepted
The slaughter has begun.

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  • Wow. This is really intense and deep. The title goes great with this piece.

    "No white flags shall be accepted
    The slaughter has begun."

    I love this piece. Great job =)

    -Kati

  • Profound. This is deep and dark and full of many layers of meaning. Your use of words is superb, the imagery and metaphor excellent.


  • doyouloveit
    June 30

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    what an interesting write you have penned here love it makes me angry for you at the person or place or thing you have written to or about directly your feelings down on paper and it makes me want to hug you and take all your pain away as you know already!! my favorite part is how you have used the word 'slaughter' to tell us just how awful the silence is as i am taking this piece in my opinion and boy does silence cut us right down the middle causing a rippling aafect most people never think about the conquences i love what you had to say i hope my words have made since cuz some days lately they dont to me!


    • mcw120588
      June 30
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      well the title is a line in an alesana song and brand new has a line "he is the lamb she is the slaughter" so both of those definitely impact the piece then an illusion to the slaughter of fights like the alamo in which no hope existed but they fought....and that towards personal life if the allusion makes sense.