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- Jun 23, 2009
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To my heart and yours
It was true what we felt when we first met you.
No nervous feelings, felt like you where an old friend....some war right.
What happened, oh yes I remember!
Its called Iraq, another victory for her, the death of a heart!
No fan fare, no gun salute.....
Just kicked and taken.....knowing all but seeing nothing....
Home has changed for me...eyes wide open.
I want to scream...you all suck! I fought for you...don`t you care?....I dare not dream....Pain I can only understand...you had to be by my side for this...I left...
I wait....I wish to go back...patrolling....looking...waiting...Something strange....Waiting for death...If it happens so what.....I felt I believed.....Feeling something is back home....Back to the start...All this you ask?
But my question is......Do you Fucken understand......I feel the empty, that last round, bolt open...She is on burst.
usmc;
It was true what we felt when we first met you.
No nervous feelings, felt like you where an old friend....some war right.
What happened, oh yes I remember!
Its called Iraq, another victory for her, the death of a heart!
No fan fare, no gun salute.....
Just kicked and taken.....knowing all but seeing nothing....
Home has changed for me...eyes wide open.
I want to scream...you all suck! I fought for you...don`t you care?....I dare not dream....Pain I can only understand...you had to be by my side for this...I left...
I wait....I wish to go back...patrolling....looking...waiting...Something strange....Waiting for death...If it happens so what.....I felt I believed.....Feeling something is back home....Back to the start...All this you ask?
But my question is......Do you Fucken understand......I feel the empty, that last round, bolt open...She is on burst.
usmc;