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#omg my barricade day poem
burntblackfeathers · 3 years
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it dark despite the risen sun
the darkness does not leave
it does not exit the city of those
who did not dare believe
and the people who did not rise that day
they shake apart in fear
of the dark cloud hovering
that's made its home here.
the corpses do not move from their places
the blood, it stains the floors
but you can still hear their voices
you cannot quiet their roars
the soldiers, now martyrs
the fallen revolutionary men
will stare at you with hollow eyes.
the people will rise again.
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