On this day we remember,
All the lives lost before November,
We have lost so many soldiers,
Family's are left with out closure,
The trenches were full of mud and blood
Soldiers hoped they would not flood,
In the trenches the soldiers lied,
Hoping that they would not die,
Soldiers crawled through muddy fields,
Hoping that they had a shield,
They sneak up to enemy lines,
Praying that they would avoid any mines,
The soldiers knew the war was done,
Not believing that they had finally won,
They went home to have some fun,
Leaving the battle field and their guns,
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Original poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I've written. Based of books, movies, and life. My general rule was to hide away all of this. But writing helps me unlock parts of my self I sometimes didn't know I had. Don't hide from it unleash it. The scariest thi...
