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Some Wars Never Heal
some people find hell
some people find help
as the sun rises
and the snow melts
some people are picky
some people are pickled
as the clouds gathered
and the rain trickled
some people are strange
some people are estranged
as the bombs fell
everything changed
some people find help
as the sun rises
and the snow melts
some people are picky
some people are pickled
as the clouds gathered
and the rain trickled
some people are strange
some people are estranged
as the bombs fell
everything changed
Published 31st Aug 2014
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31st Aug 2014 6:37am
I love the structure you chose for this poem, it fits the material very well. Great work :)
