poem

Mar 11, 2006 22:26

for the angle of death
on the blast
and breathed in the face of the foe as he
pass'd
and the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly
and chill
and their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still

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dailycommando March 12 2006, 05:01:02 UTC
Awesome poem dude, I'm gonna start posting mine.

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