Tuesday, December 20, 2011

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As the old man sat within his chair
He lit a cigarette,
His face was etched with terror
And his brow was damp with sweat,
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ANDREW BLAKEMORE
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Noreen Carden 20 January 2014

A wonderful poem about the unseen scars of war really well written well done andrew

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Sara Tehrani 07 February 2012

Love it :) original and very real.

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Tsira Gogeshvili 03 January 2012

Good poetic strokes in this verse, I again feel your strong emotional pressure... happy new year Andrew :) TS.

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Sajna Kailas 31 December 2011

wow, really interesting incident. you narrated it in cristal clear. I hate to see the smokers! keep it up dear friend! God Bless you! ! ! ! ! !

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