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D-day
Contributed by
Shadow
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Friday, 11th June 2004 @ 02:42:42 PM in AEST
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On the Beach of crimson red
Littered with the forsaken dead
I sit in silence with bowed head
Hearing the screams of the forsaken dead
Flashes of light, fire, and dust
Falling gently to the earth’s crust
Once proud men now buried in sand
Nothing is left of my once proud band
Hopeless we charge up the beach
The green grass just out of our reach
Guns spit fire and the beach gives way
Dust covers the blue sky of day
Tarnished and battered I begin to crawl
Trying to reach that damned brick wall
Shots are heard the whistling of lead
Everything on the beach is still and dead
Will they remember us this day
Will any come to honor the price we pay
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Shadow
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2004-06-11 14:42:42]
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Re: D-day
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by Jishes_4_ever on
Friday, 11th June 2004 @ 02:48:15 PM AEST
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Good write
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Re: D-day
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by Archie on
Friday, 11th June 2004 @ 03:12:34 PM AEST
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| This is an awesome poem and well worth the wait even for late. |
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Re: D-day
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by Bones on
Tuesday, 6th July 2004 @ 09:38:36 AM AEST
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| Kick ars poem, I really liked it. Suburb rymhing. 4/5 |
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