Children

The screams hammered in the back of my mind
Like drums
Boom
Boom
Boom
Ringing
Echoing
Never,ever dispersing
Objects flying,
Nearly slicing my head
A battlefield in which I was standing in
The war never ending
One thing i knew for sure,
I will never have kids.





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