Friday, April 26, 2013

War (Quatrain)


War erupts on a once peaceful land,
As black ashes and smoke fill the air,
Death comes, wrapping the world in his hand,
Filling it with despair.



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  1. AnonymousApril 27, 2013 at 12:38 PM

    Why are you so good at writing poems? This one puts a strong image in your mind. It's really easy to imagine this.

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