One day.
some where...

You're down to your lucky
you put it to your lips and strike up that old...

That storm is about to blow.
I cut off my anchor long ago...

Two years have passed since that day,
I've been around the world twice and have felt...

Why is it that i feel a since of duty to the ones...

Yearning to talk but afraid to speak
afraid not of what others might think...

I told you had a twinkle in your eye
she said there's so much more to them than you...

We laid him away low
I cried today first time in years...

I Know that theres no really poetry quality to...

As I lie here away,
Thinking of what I should had done...

As a marine we are taught not to fear death.
To go through pain with obedience and discipline...

When you join this life
you volunteer...