Voices of the Fallen


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    Voices of the Fallen

    Hear bereaven mothers weep
    Their sons forever lost
    These heroes lie now far away
    In battle-slain eternal sleep

    In Flanders' fields
    Where poppies grow
    And in the mud
    Of frozen East

    Fight and rejoice, life is so short
    So every warrior truly knows
    Drink without temper, for today
    May be thy last, son of the North

    In Flanders' fields
    Where poppies grow
    And in the mud
    Of frozen East

    To some their death
    In bullets comes
    And plague takes others
    T'is for the best

    In Flanders' fields
    Where poppies grow
    And in the mud
    Of frozen East

    Some pledge their soul
    To kaisers, kings
    And some to creeds
    That will devour'em whole

    In Flanders' fields
    Where poppies grow
    And in the mud
    Of frozen East

    Who was by noon still well, alive
    Lies by the eve in early grave
    His life cut short in sinister turn
    No matter how for life he strived

    In Flanders' fields
    Where poppies grow
    And in the mud
    Of frozen East

    Their voices without a number
    Do hear bereaven mothers weep
    Yet their sons forever sleep
    In their eternal slumber

    In Flanders' fields
    Where poppies grow
    And in the mud
    Of frozen East

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    Just wow. This is filled with emotion and made my eyes tear as I read it. I like the flow that you have going on from line to line but I'm not an expert.
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    Nice. I feel the deathly pain.

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