Anzac Poem
Bullets surround me,
I look at all the wounded,
A soaring pain hits.
Untitled
A crimson sky glows,
Meteorites fall like rain,
Hearts fill with terror.
Bullets surround me,
I look at all the wounded,
A soaring pain hits.
Untitled
A crimson sky glows,
Meteorites fall like rain,
Hearts fill with terror.