Our greatest glory
Can be very gorey
We go through war
Which leaves a great sore
A sore in the mind
Which can not be erased with time
War is a game
All played for fame
It can never be tamed
What is peace
When you only get a sample piece
War is destruction
So how do you function?
We all break
So we just play fake
Is that our greatest glory?
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As life goes, so do I
PoetryRead to feel. These poems are written in the hopes that it stirs the emotions. Just maybe someone out there will come across this and find a poem in here that expresses exactly what they are feeling. And for me, I hope that brings comfort to some. T...
