war

war

A Poem by Ruzica

an airplane above my head
brings the feelings of old dread

of wide-eyed nights
when our souls bled

of stolen games
beneath the bed

of listening to hear
what they had said

hiding away
the tears I shed

wanting to know
what was ahead

wishing I was
somewhere else instead

© 2014 Ruzica


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Added on June 30, 2014
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Author

Ruzica
Ruzica

Serbia



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A Poem by Ruzica


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A Poem by Ruzica


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A Poem by Ruzica