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200 battels, Master Cheif faught, he won every one,
And never thought that thought.
He got every medel, except for just one.
The prisoner of war,
Cause he was not a boar.
He died that one unexpected day,
And thought the one thing
I am going to die,
after years of fighting,
At least I helped,
the Unsurving.
- by critic-the-homeless |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/20/2010 |
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- Title: Remembering John 117
- Artist: critic-the-homeless
- Description: I wrote this poem just now. I bought the halo 2 soundtrack cause i lov the games and stuff. hought I d wright a poem about it....
- Date: 02/20/2010
- Tags: remembering john
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- MoonGodessofLove - 05/02/2010
- cool poem
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- sora wonk - 02/28/2010
- poetry about video games = double thumbs up! yeahh!
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