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Natalie Bond

Army Bullets

The bullets come crashing down; little soldiers being recruited for battle.

They come from all over the world, joining together in one arena to fight for “justice.”

It does not matter where they came from or who they were before;

For now they are gruesome soldiers.

They will pierce arms and legs, rip tendons, pop veins.

They will leave raised scars like a leech hidden underneath a sock.

The bullets will be trampled into the bloody dirt and forever be forgotten.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]