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War Poem - Tear Of A Child

I do not know when mom will return
I wait here for the promise that I was given 
I am waiting for my food 
I hear people crying 
And I can’t go outside as I’m alone

I hear the thunder of jets
The sound of bombs hitting the ground
I am really afraid as to what I should do 
I really think I should go out 
But I can’t break the promise I gave

I feel the hunger rising 
And the pain of m...

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