Wounded.
He falls.
My solider on your battlefeild
opened and bleeding,
He lays.
I feel his pain.
I fall, I bleed right along with him.
For the first time in months
We are connected.
As he lays, bleeding to death
on that hard cold battlefeild.
As I lay, bleeding to death
on that hard cold floor.
We meet again in spirit
and now in our after life
We are connected eternaly.
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