P.E.A.C.E.A Poem by DeepshikhaNot what it's cracked up to be, is what I've learned.People shouting, hushed wispers of conspiracy... Easy routes, vivam...cras...corrupted democracy. Aptly found injustice, crime flying all about... Calling the meek, their brains given to total rout. Everyone calls it peace, but I know better. © 2009 DeepshikhaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 2, 2009 AuthorDeepshikhaWhere Time Passes, PAAboutThis is archive for the poetry I've written, spanning back from when I first started writing in 2007. I mostly write fiction now and don't post it on here. Enjoy if you'd like. I'm Deepshikha. .. more..Writing
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