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the war

February 17, 2014
By juice_b BRONZE, Destrehan, Louisiana
juice_b BRONZE, Destrehan, Louisiana
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War curtains align the empty room,
Now and again the sound of the dyeing is heard,
Outside footsteps pound the pavement like the sound of gun shots,
It is the endless brutal war.


The author's comments:
it is my black out poem i had to write and i think it is my best poem.

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