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A short poem on war


Submitted:Apr 17, 2013    Reads: 39    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I keep on fighting in this war

Long and hard and filled with scars

In such a dirty and crule place

My wings have been teared away

I keep on fighting in this war

Long and hard and filled with scars

My arms and legs are bleeding

And I devoted to everything

How did it lead up this anyways

Except to fight for our dying faith

Wondering how many days had past

To lead up to our death bed fast

Fighting to the very end

Protecting our hopes, dreams, and beliefs

Once our own best friends

Now our own enemies





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