CVelovich


 * War**

War is like a bleeding sore. Skin ripped from the bone, crimson covering your once clean flesh; like the way a solider is torn away from their family, without regaurd for the effect of their well being, to fight for someone else morals and ideas.

War is like a sore throat, consantly annoying you, alwaying lingering, like the destruction war leaves behind, it cannot be ignored.
 * Agonizing.**

War is like a swelling zit, building and pussing, sore, gigantic, and noticable. Similar to the pressure soliders must deal with, increasing with every battle and every casualty, until finally **POP!**, they break down.

War is like a scar, the physical pain eventually goes away, you can always see it. It's there as a constant reminder of the infected sore that once inhabited that space.