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Poppies Still Stand Alicia
Ellie
One trigger, one pull, one thousand souls lost, Jessica
The river of blood dripping down faces,
Tim
Friends become enemies, fights became wars, Andrew
Innocent men fall on their knees begging for mercy,
Drew
One bomb kills millions of families all innocent,
Death. Charlie
Sam
Poppies on the battle field sitting like the Eiffel tower.
Standing hour by hour.

Men falling into darkness as they die.
Being shot directly in the eye.

Grass swaying like a wave as it sways all over the place.
There is one thing getting shorter and shorter and that’s the human

race.

Poppies still there when men had fallen. Men fighting as triggers get
pulled. Grenades been throw and short after blowing up.
Poppies dying like men falling.

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The poppy represents the brave bodies that fought. Charlotte
Families wait anxiously for their return. Millie
Hannah
The ruby red poppy sits in the ground, whilst the sound Ella
Of bombs exploding.

Men shrieking like an eagle, as the trigger goes back.

Every gunshot hundreds of people die. Layleigh
Rain is dropping like Freya

blood on petals. People howling like wolves.
People are still fighting TODAY!!!!

The red poppies crumble under the weight of falling soldiers. Al
Soldier’s hearts are pounding with fear while charging at their enemy. Ross
Gun fire rips the poor lives of old friends. The death toll rises as time Jonathan
James
goes by.

Men cry out as they fall into darkness like the middle of the night on Libby
the battlefield. Planes drop screaming bombs continuously on the Emily
battlefield. Ear-splitting gunshots raid the air on the battlefield.
Snipers hide quietly behind the thick bushes on the battlefield.
Teams stand victoriously over the fallen men on the battlefield.
Poppies still standing proud on the battlefield today.

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Poppies spraying everywhere as a bomb pelts the ground, red beams on Jacob
their bodies. Olly

Pulled grenades crashing to the ground,
A growling gun hit piercing through their heart.

Ten men drop dead lying on the poppies,
The deafening rattle of the sub-machine gun kills thousands of

innocent opponents.

The brave soldiers fight for our country. William
Still some die today, Josh
In pain and sorrow. Rylan

It not only hurts them, but us as well.
Helpless families wait anxiously until they return.

The trigger pulling apart young men’s souls.
You can still hear the men weeping in agony.
Shells falling like an asteroid burning out.

REMEMBER THEM!

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