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Death March - Eliza


Run
Faster and Faster
No strength left in our bodies
Keep going
We must fight for our lives
If we slow down
Our fight is over
Run
From dusk till dawn
Hoping
That we will not collapse
And what would happen if we do?
Death.
People going down one by one
Praying
That they will not be the next one to go
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  1. AnonymousOctober 24, 2018 at 5:06 PM

    Eliza,
    I think your poem is a very strong. I particularly like the line "Our fight is over " because it shows the point that they really are over mentally and physically if they stopped. I love how your poem flowed. Good job!

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  2. AnonymousOctober 26, 2018 at 5:24 AM

    Eliza,
    I think you did a great job saying that even thought the jews were tired and broken they still stand tall. Your poem was great!
    Dana

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