Usa

by windoline   Mar 19, 2005


I would go through insanity for you
Fought in a war for you
My spirt has been wounded for you
The precise visions i see in my sleep
Nightmares of death that kills my insides.
The physical scars i carry now
But still i love my country, willing to do what i did again

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