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Tag Archives: death

  • In the crisp mountain air Up high by the clouds The dawn is breaking free From the nighttime sky As the dusk dies away. But up in the Colorado [...]

    The Mining Town

    April 17, 2012
  • Thunder rolled through the valley town. “So it’s going to rain,” Growled the old man, “How I hate rain.” Pushing the covers back he [...]

    How I Hate

    November 7, 2011
  • I heard the sound of the Chopper fly by overhead. It must have been the one We jumped out of in some God forsaken location in the jungle. Go and [...]

    The Return

    October 27, 2011
  • The time was set before the realm, Nevertheless no one but we showed up. But all the rest were too terrified Of what they thought might come [...]

    Dance No More

    October 19, 2011
  • Many times I cannot face another day; I cannot get out of bed. I just wish that I and my Children were all dead. If only we could die And get it [...]

    After the Storm

    October 10, 2011
  •   It is not the same as we thought it was. War was to be for honor But has now been turned to shame. All that glitters is not of gold. We [...]

    For the Love of War

    October 6, 2011
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