#worldwartwo - Hello Poetry

Conquest. Soldiers need release. 80 years ago, I, young lady, Chinese, would've been a slave— thrusted deep in the front lines rotting bodies, disease, and knives inside me. I am the evidence they must hide. Lucky me. I watch Japanese TV and music and teens. I love Japanese novels and Japanese comics and Japanese history. Lucky me, two-thousand-twenty-five, age fifteen, Chinese.

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Mar 26, 2025

Mar 26, 2025 at 10:16 AM UTC

fish-sama

Japan's comfort

Conquest. Soldiers need release. 80 years ago, I, young lady, Chinese, would've been a slave— thrusted deep in the front lines rotting bodies, disease, and knives inside me. I am the evidence they must hide. Lucky me. I watch Japanese TV and music and teens. I love Japanese novels and Japanese comics and Japanese history. Lucky me, two-thousand-twenty-five, age fifteen, Chinese.

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Round and round but no left no right Rotation is no escape Blood from the war stained us head to toe My only treasure, I tried to prevent a scrape Principles of decency were cancelled Regardless guilty or innocent, was horror enforced We scrambled past, two starved mice As the hunt was relentlessly endorsed But what didn’t survive the struggle for life Was my lovely wedded wife.

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May 18, 2020

May 18, 2020 at 6:49 PM UTC

Lieke

Cycling away on a stationary bike

Round and round but no left no right Rotation is no escape Blood from the war stained us head to toe My only treasure, I tried to prevent a scrape Principles of decency were cancelled Regardless guilty or innocent, was horror enforced We scrambled past, two starved mice As the hunt was relentlessly endorsed But what didn’t survive the struggle for life Was my lovely wedded wife.

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Between the crosses Row on row John McRae For the greater good That's what they say One day For another To succeed One man For another To proceed Oh the sorrow the devastation Shots like hailstones no tomorrow Jubilee screams Celebration But the men they cry in Depredation Long Live Our Nation.

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 10:49 PM UTC

emma-jenny

Operation Jubilee

Between the crosses Row on row John McRae For the greater good That's what they say One day For another To succeed One man For another To proceed Oh the sorrow the devastation Shots like hailstones no tomorrow Jubilee screams Celebration But the men they cry in Depredation Long Live Our Nation.

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I got no more ***** on my arms, vaginal schemes and gospel psalms. Very private skinny tribes, lit up with oversized black lights. In the very end, everybody walks this way, they all move like idioms, they all wanna be lit up like stars. Some could be prevalent like cascading dreams, nauseous just like mesquite BBQ baby-back wings. Fly away little bird, fly away. But don't try to leave Or you won't get paid. I know very well, just what kinda caption your capsaicin Can be, lit up like honey blunts, golden stars on top of your christmas tree. Strawberry Swisher Sweets, Blueberry Dunhill flavors, poke your hand through the fence, make friendly on your neighbors. If you like Kimmel Live, Conan at Midnight too, recipes for the zombies, SS ****** Youth. Blow-up and be a party. Get off work and drink your check. Get down, get off- I'll show you. Just how Martin pays the rent.

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Apr 26, 2014

Apr 26, 2014 at 4:21 AM UTC

martin-narrod

Payin' the Rent

I got no more ***** on my arms, vaginal schemes and gospel psalms. Very private skinny tribes, lit up with oversized black lights. In the very end, everybody walks this way, they all move like idioms, they all wanna be lit up like stars. Some could be prevalent like cascading dreams, nauseous just like mesquite BBQ baby-back wings. Fly away little bird, fly away. But don't try to leave Or you won't get paid. I know very well, just what kinda caption your capsaicin Can be, lit up like honey blunts, golden stars on top of your christmas tree. Strawberry Swisher Sweets, Blueberry Dunhill flavors, poke your hand through the fence, make friendly on your neighbors. If you like Kimmel Live, Conan at Midnight too, recipes for the zombies, SS ****** Youth. Blow-up and be a party. Get off work and drink your check. Get down, get off- I'll show you. Just how Martin pays the rent.

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