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Alone (Tale of The Hunted Mercenaries Part One)
Trapped deep within
the forest of death,
it seems I'm alone; everyone vanished
within seconds of deployment
Just moments ago
we gathered upon a tree;
a tree where enemies
fired shots in a rapid burst of three
I'm surrounded with no where to go
nor do I have any ideas
how to survive
this deadly situation
I turn around staring down
the barrel of a high powered rifle;
my heart told me that the games over;
I've lost so what’s left?
I made a run for it and came across a few bodies
shots fired as I hit the ground
I started to black out
at least for the most part, I found my squad mates
the forest of death,
it seems I'm alone; everyone vanished
within seconds of deployment
Just moments ago
we gathered upon a tree;
a tree where enemies
fired shots in a rapid burst of three
I'm surrounded with no where to go
nor do I have any ideas
how to survive
this deadly situation
I turn around staring down
the barrel of a high powered rifle;
my heart told me that the games over;
I've lost so what’s left?
I made a run for it and came across a few bodies
shots fired as I hit the ground
I started to black out
at least for the most part, I found my squad mates
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