

Memoirs of a VeteranMemoirs of a VeteranMemoirs of a Veteran
Green, green grass, Contradicting the war, so dreary, so dull, A distant reminder of the past, Bullets echo within my skull.
Quivering, afraid, like a young boy, Imprisoned in an elderly frame, Escape is merely a feeble ploy, Wrinkled, withered, a forgotten name.
An innocent spirit, remembered at dawn, Broken pieces of a tattered heart, Forced to forget the ones we mourn, Slowly unstitched and ripped apart.
A shell of the lives we once were, Obscured from the real world, A Veterans memoir, a vivid bl
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The ties around their necks are like a hangman's noose,
In the middle of the table there's a BOILED GOOSE
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Love, Marion
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Let your heart keep time
Now the clouds are gone
All of your tomorrows shine
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Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever. It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.
- Aaron Siskind
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Love, Marion
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my words -->~ghost28wordy
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Love, Marion
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i am 12 and what is this
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i press your hand in mine however cautiously
i keep a smile right to myself.
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