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Rated: ASR · Poetry · War · #1730962
A poem I wrote for school
We lay, silent in the dark,

the world around black, white and red,

another gun hits its mark,

another brother dead.



Wind blows like a haunting ghost,

visions of horror

and dreams of the English coast

bring memories of pride and honour.



A mother's tears,

show her pain,

the son who marched to her greatest fears,

the son who no longer marches in the rain.
*Peace*
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