Saturday, August 27, 2011


I’m hurt my friend My leg is killing me Scratched myself up good
Car stopped to charge again Went into woods
Heard gun shot

Was going to head back but stopped
Was it zombs or soldiers
They saved me so I should have gone back

Heard voices Voice of guy that shoved me against wall
No way I was going back I had no gun Jason said no

So I went the other direction
I wasn’t paying attention and took a fall off a hill
Crawled over behind some rocks

Sitting duck for zombs or soldiers
Think soldiers are gone

Don’t know what to do now
Leg is bad Sore all over No food Little wat
No gun
We are in trouble journ

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