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My interpretation of war.

Somewhere where sparks fly,

and explanations require copious use of the exclamation mark,

lies the remains of residents that once lived

in this rural anti-paradise,

swarmed by an abundance of parasites,

forcing heavy plight into the night,

every day and every night,

forcing the fearsome to become fearless,

by joining the fight, only for four days to pass,

and alas! The fight has been fought,

but the sparks still fly as do the exclamation marks,

piercing the ground where families were once found.

Reviews

[Miss Coral]

Very interesting piece.. I like the style and tone in this. It is very befitting for the topic of war, which is obviously quite grim.

The middle of the piece seemed kind of muddled to me.. perhaps it would help if you broke it up a bit to make it easier to read? Just a thought.
Anyways, great piece, as is. :)

-Coral

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This is AWESOME!!! I can't even tell you how much I love this. It's great, your poem flows together in a very unique way, and your descriptions are irreplaceable. Definitely an intriguing and inspiring writing.