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I held a crying child today
I held a tiny hand yesterday
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Yesterday we remembered you The life sacrificed
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Hijacked planes up in the sky Carry men willing to die
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Broke open the lock to the ancient toy box
Finding dusted limbs of the unknown
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by Daxteriana
43 lines, 5 comments,
on Aug 23 7:00 PM. In Soldiers, Dark, Contemporary, Other, Thoughts, Tombs, Unknown, Guards, Spiritual
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not really a poem, but just a small memory
I wrote down about something that happened
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The warmth of the touch of your hand I shall never Feel again,
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Chorus:
Listen to what I got to say
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in your army greens
and your eyes stern with a gaze
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The ballyhoo is Over now, but still
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Gun firing in the blazing despondant war of Iraq.
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take a breath and move forward.
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Those who start wars see it as a contest. A contest between them and those they detest. They send their civilians off to war.
by Dark passenger
11 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 26 8:59 AM 2008. In War, Angry, Escape, Hate, Sad, Pain, Dark, Death, Anger, Weapons, Soldiers, Protest
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We are,
The burning flames,
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Your brothers in arms Are stretched out along
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We were young,
Only children,
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WE ARE THE LAND OF THE FREE SO STAND FOR WHO WE BE,
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violence and gore everywhere,
millions of bullets ringing in the air.
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All with all
The dead men sang,
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We're going to make you proud, Your death won't be in vain after all.
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Death in Deepcut Barracks,
They call it suicide.
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One of America's finest
is laid to rest today
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It was never really meant to take place,
But he doesn’t care you have a face.
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Blessed Be the fighting soldiers
Our heros, brave and true
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Dear Lord, If I am wounded, on this once green but now bloodied field, I pray that you will send me courage, so my spirit will not yield, I pray that you will send an angel to guide me, towards the heavenly shore, And that th
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To the dearly beloved, / To which this dreadful news, must I bare. / A brave hero, fighting for our freedom, / Surely, you must be aware. /
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Happiness left home / To serve our country / Life forgotten / Family left behind / You are a soldier / As brave as they come / When times get hard / You stick right through / Staying strong for every day /
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They march as far in cadence as their rifles stay at shoulder,
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I hate wars just as much as the next person and I think it is now time that we pulled out of Iraq. in the first place this was not a people
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The enemy of my enemy is my friend Flesh, blood, and bone torn apart
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with all their strength and their courage
they take a stand in the midst of danger
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Blades held steady, Shields ready,
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We know you are working hard We know you are far from home
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We Will Always... Miss You
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This is for those who hold their heads high,
For those who don't know if they will live or die.
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There I see you Broken and cold
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