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Arama
Sonuçlar (2)
The Noose
(Şiir)
7-03-2007
by Alisha Yoder
THE NOOSE
A dirty stained rope
Hanging limply from a stand
Fibers of our fears
And our dark envy
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To the Soldier
(Şiir)
11-03-2007
by Alisha Yoder
TO THE SOLDIER
Did you never feel a DEBT for STOLEN land
Did you never heave a sigh at such SORROW
Did your march never lose PURPOSE
Did another's blood on your HANDS never make you weep
Did your eyes grow so NUMB
Were you such a HERO...
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