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by Lunabell Dec 11, 2009 category : Life, society / patriotism
His Blood Stained The Ground Her Tears Hit His Tags Silence Was The Only Sound Her Brother Gone The War Still Going On A Pair Of Tags And A Sad Song On The Casket A Folded Flag Her Tears Stain The Stars A Hero Is What She Used To Brag A Stone In The Ground A Single Name Engraved It Matches The Others All Around He Was One Of Our Boys One Of The Brave Who Lived With All The Gun Shots and Noise So With A Yellow Ribbon In Her Hair She Walks Away As The Sound Of The Bugle Blair's Her Falling Tears A Folded Flag The End To All Her Fears