Work Text:
innocent snow falls,
along with the splatters of blood.
the boys who were forced to grow into men
just mere weeks after their first drop,
feel sympathy for the snow
that is being plagued with the same grief
they themselves feel.
innocent snow falls,
along with the splatters of blood.or, a super short poem about bastogne.
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innocent snow falls,
along with the splatters of blood.
the boys who were forced to grow into men
just mere weeks after their first drop,
feel sympathy for the snow
that is being plagued with the same grief
they themselves feel.
i have literally never written a poem before but !!! hope u enjoyed :))
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