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Nov 2017
Burn

I see my town in ashes.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
My house.
gone.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
I walk to the charred frame of where my front door was.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
I see my brother, sister, mom, and dad.
  But I'm sure they were Honerable Men.
all
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
slain
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
without second thought
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
burnt alive
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
  But I'm sure they were Honorable Men.
They probably had to do it.
  Right?


         right?
Once again, I have no idea why I wrote this. Experimeting with repitition?
unsxfe
Written by
unsxfe  Good ol' Tejas
(Good ol' Tejas)   
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