Cry Me To Sleep
Bundle me up in your arms.
Lay me down in my bed.
Kiss my forehead.
then run to your bedroom.
Pull out a letter.
I know what it is.
'It's for the better.'
That a little girl my age,
Can understand the anger and the rage.
Of a war out of hand.
And Daddy just had to go.
To leave my life forever.
No matter how much I begged.
I needed him there.
He went a good man.
Shot by a gun.
Lost in the smoke.
Proud of his country,
Proud of his family.
We cry.
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