Poem -

the world's a battlefield

the world's a battlefield

the world is a battlefield 

full of destruction and beauty 

love and hate 

the world is a battlefield 

with tears full of pain 

the ground stained red

the world is a battlefield 

people die 

people cry 

the world is a battlefield 

full of joy 

full of sadness 

and pain 

why cant the world be free from hurt 

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good and thought provoking write, thanks for sharing, my applause, my five stars

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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roze maria

thanks I have more poems i have been writing since fifth grade i will load one up everyday this is my most recent one

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mark thomas

I know you stated your only 14 good to start early.... you should keep putting out there....great job

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roze maria

yeah it helps me control my feelings i tend to burst into tears if i don't write

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

You are most welcome, post all your poems, stories and wishes,

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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roze maria

I'm writing a novel right now called the fight against hell should i post it on here when I'm done but it is not a short story i already have about a hundred pages worth

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mark thomas

krystyn-You should post parts of it maybe not all..Dont b shy 

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roze maria

i posted it if you want to go check it out

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roze maria

k i will post the preface see what you guys think. :)

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