Letters home,
The Day's are rough and lonely the sky is my only
comfort
I see many a death
and i cannot follow
I feel a death that stalks by day
and takes by night
into a dark obbyse.
This may be the last i write
for my pen is drained
my heart hurting
and my life on the line
Ill never forget your touch
for its like the wind across my face
the softness of a newborn baby's skin
My heart is yours
take with it pride in me
and faith.
I go to fight in the high bound sky
like a bird of prey
or the prey of the predator.
I will be with you always
never forgetting
always remebering
A kiss from me
a hug for comfort
and a shoulder for support
This be my last write
for i see and uncertaint flight
into only my skills
will tell...
To a dear friend
who has always been there for me.
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