War tronics
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Don’t talk about war
It hurts me more making many a scar
So I plead firmly with no bar
Don’t remind me about the histories of war

War means a deep cut on the serene heart
And a scar made of burning irons’ heat


It Is a terrifying ring tone
And a mad beast’s horn


It is a devils’ day on our soil
And man made turmoil


I know the degrees of heat it generates in all the minds
And shivering snow cold it bestows on various finds


War means mayhem
And an all around killer gym
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