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All I see is blood.
All I taste is mud.
Bullets fly through the air.
I'm doing this because I care.
My life long friend has just been shot.
I'll take his body home if I live... but I may not.
Guns, blood,and death.... who lives this life?
Me..an American soldier.
- by Xx-Forgotten Mist-xX |
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- | Submitted on 02/04/2009 |
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- Title: American soldier
- Artist: Xx-Forgotten Mist-xX
- Description: well everything this poem says is only a pease of the harsh reality of the life of a soldier. coment if u wish ^^
- Date: 02/04/2009
- Tags: american soldier
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- Xx-Forgotten Mist-xX - 03/23/2009
- lol ya i know
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- scitama - 02/07/2009
- You said it truthfully and quantly. I've never realized that blood and mud rhyming before...very nice.
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- MUNKI3_GIRL - 02/05/2009
- its nice i feels cool when u read it, it rhymes keep writin
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