Not a battle but a slaughter
Limbs and pieces
Scattered across the field
In careless piles
While the survivors endure,
Slashed but standing,
Leafless and deformed,
As the attackers move on.
September 19, 2016
Not a battle but a slaughter
Limbs and pieces
Scattered across the field
In careless piles
While the survivors endure,
Slashed but standing,
Leafless and deformed,
As the attackers move on.
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