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Simple, pure, easy to read, this is not love to me! A heart a soul something in need, this is what work sets free.? War, a soldier, a secret hidden. Truth, freedom brought through pain. I write endearingly forbidden , while dancing in the rain A tear a smile a wound to heal, physical emotional...

There I was sitting still thinking thoughts about the kill Was he dead or fast asleep was I wrong to cry and weep? Did I make the right choice or just ignore my inner voice? Then again did I choose? or was I bound just to loose? He hurt my girl What could I do? Could I dance or sing the blues...

Here is something for you to think its not a poem its on the brink I wont stop rhyming but listen well for here we go and I shall tell.... The bear inside. The bear inside he waits he prowls he cannot hide but always yowls We know he’s there but look away for we don’t dare our eyes don’t...

~The children with tears~ By, an American Citizen Around the world and back once more Is where I find the horrors of war Some say they’re here some they’re not I wish the wars were never fought The men the women, the bullets the fire The bombs that go off with no such desire The boys the girls...