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Broken Home
By Ideas
Rising voices, the war begins
Rapid fire, warriors pace
Words like razors pierce the armor
Tears forever stain this place
Forgetting nothing
Such grudges weigh heavy on the heart
The fighters arrogance
Has at last fallen apart
Balances shift
The warrior becomes the captive
There's no hope now
The forces that be are simply too massive
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Copyright 2005 Ideas
Published on Tuesday, September 20, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, September 20, 2005, Thorn
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wrote:
THis is well done. I like the use of similey and the imagery.
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On Tuesday, September 20, 2005, Thorn
(283) wrote:
Say, this is an uncanny description of my house every night. I, too have written about my family issues.
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A former member wrote:
"words like razors pierce the armor"- that line especially stuck out.
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