Soldiers
Broken bones twisted, burned leave stench of hate.
Bodies burned in my mind, ghosts that will never leave.
My spirit still fights within, visits still hurts.
A man hurts, and tries to forget.
No regret, for freedom and family.
I pay the price, when they haunt me.
Things that can't be discussed, eyes tell.
I knew the price, could be life.
Or for life, we all still fight.
Bodies burned in my mind, ghosts that will never leave.
My spirit still fights within, visits still hurts.
A man hurts, and tries to forget.
No regret, for freedom and family.
I pay the price, when they haunt me.
Things that can't be discussed, eyes tell.
I knew the price, could be life.
Or for life, we all still fight.
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