Disagreements
Falling
Our hometown is
We don’t know what to do
Or how to feel about this all
Unsure
Sickness
That’s what came next
Real sickness from battle
Everyone was sick of all
Tired
Loud noises
That’s all we heard
Constant crashes and cracks
Dying eardrums, unhearable
Fighting
Painful
People are hurt
Nobody left unchanged
The hurt of this has changed all lives
Eternal
-Megan
Copyright © Megan L | Year Posted 2016
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