Poetry

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written by: missmandie

And if it was written,
But no one could read.
And if they were shot down,
But no one could bleed.
And if they were losing,
A battle they one.
They were all given poison,
But no one a tongue.
If they were to listen,
But no one could hear.
They would all start to cry,
Without eyes to shed tears.
Without voices they speak,
Of treasures untrue.
Wthout fear they all worry,
Their plans come unglued.
They all try to feel,
But no fingers to touch.
All standing still clueless,
But they all know too much.

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