TWENTY ONE GUNS the other day it occured to me its a terrible price for liberty. its the soldiers who died without a fear.. leaving their families to shed all the tears. the family that stands at the burial site the loved one they bury in the day’s fading light. carried home by brothers whose [...]
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Messed up Poetry
The dark is too bright and I’m falling awake. My pencil won’t write and this paper is fake. This cactus is soft and my fur coat is rough. I love doing homework and can’t get enough. I hate to win and love to lose. I hate exciting games and love boring news. Spiders are my [...]
Spring
Spring Nature will perform Its yearly thing When she opens The door To a blissful spring. Cold is replaced With crowns of gold As daffodils Arise from their sleep and unfold Sounding golden trumpets Ending winter’s deep cold. Birds appear from out the blue Singing sweet tunes At early morn’ That sounds so grand Ending [...]
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