Stained WallsA Poem by Ace JaxonBlood stained walls I see The stench of iron in the air My god! What an unholy sight to spare It looks terrible I wonder who or what did this I never again wish to know Never again to wonder Wander away young traveler Save your soul from disaster © 2018 Ace JaxonAuthor's Note
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Added on May 25, 2018 Last Updated on May 25, 2018 Author
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