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These Are the Things of War


These Are the Things of War Bullets, Guns, Grenades galore These are the weapons of war Cuts, scrapes, bruises and more These are the wounds of war Screams, yells, moans you hear As you land in the eerie pier One step at a time or get ready for a mine Tat,Tat Tat goes the sniper Your friend goes down infront of you His lips quickly turning blue He slips away But you live to die another Day!!!!!!!!
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CaitlinRR
I wrote this while learning about the Vietnam War.

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