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by Moose Apr 3, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Cry of war The cry of war rings in my ears I can’t see anything through blood and tears I miss my family, I miss my wife. This bloody war has ruined my life. I am shocked and shuddering as I walk along Then out rings one shot, loud and long. My vision is blurry I can’t even see Is this how my life was really ment to be? Dying alone, in war of all places I don’t want to die here, among the blood stained faces Behind my eyelids I see something bright, Then a soft voice draws me towards the light I miss my family, I miss my wife This bloody war has taken my life.