The dappled shadows
Of the few remaining leafy trees
Applaud them as they march
Two hundred unarmed soldiers
Fear is all they need
In silence their victims weep
As unsuspecting brothers peacefully sleep
Lies form the father's face
Life is a dream
About Me
- ♥Jordin
- My name is Jordin and I'm not like most. I write because I want to write. I'm not a poet or a novelist. I tend to either write about experiences I've had, or mostly conceptual things. Death and love are two of my favorite concepts to illustrate. I appreciate criticism, and I love to hear people's opinions. So please, feel free to share whatever is on your heart or mind when you read my work. :]
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