ART + LIFE
War Like Hell
Life is Hell
We cannot escape this firery spell
The smell of gunpoder and blood slithers through the air
War machines destroy everything in their path
Many lives are taken
Those that still live are forsaken
The weak die
Children cry
Those that still hope look toward the blood-red sky
In the end we all will shurely die
A poem I wrote.
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