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When Serenity Trembled To Exist

The eyes from war swell from memory's mist Of trees without limbs to hold up the sky When serenity trembled to exist Between crumbled bodies and death's moans cry The sounds of hell and warm wind's stench of war In the broken mind dark when the screams weigh And dead faces lag on forevermore To leave vacant the eyes from yesterday When fear so primal was to hear death call And it all seemed so pointless evil insane With demons that came to make my soul crawl In war's bloody realm my soul will remain To cry from guilt, those who died in my sight To visit the dead how long my respite 12/31/18

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/31/2018 8:18:00 PM
Well penned, Frederic.
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Date: 12/31/2018 6:30:00 PM
Whew, this is very powerful again. Reached me deeply. You described it so vividly. and I know how guilt of seeing someone die can 'haunt' and 'torture'. Well written Frederic! I hope this does well in the contest. Happy New Year! :)
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