Sense Of War Poem by Michael Secrets

Sense Of War

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I see red life spilled
I hear cries of fallen
I feel sick and afraid
I taste the dust and ashes
I think war has begun


red life spilled
cries of fallen
sick and afraid
the dust and ashes
war has begun

Sunday, May 20, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,red,sick,war
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