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Narrative Poetry: War by Aimee Rossiter November 2016
War
By Aimee Rossiter 5th class
Hearing a dull noise
For the patter of a machine gun
New , fresh blood dripping from the soldier
In pain
Smoke fills the air
As it starts to rain
Bodies blow up
My best friend dies
A tear drops
And it feels like I got shot.