The Battle House
January 19, 2012, 3:22 am
Filed under: Content
Filed under: Content
I pass small town wonders lit by old neon lights
Dark storefront facades which age overnight
Tread softly through the Battle House halls
Where orders were bellowed and trumpets did call
To summon the soldiers to war against brothers
And rob them of life, and make widows of mothers.
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