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[sid] => 20869
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => No Title
[time] => 2003-07-24 01:05:00
[hometext] => A little language but it suits the poem. Its about war, and its affects.
[bodytext] => I'm a soldier, look at the ***** i see everyday i see men bleed blood is red and bodys cold corpses rot and corpses mold nothing can stop the sound of shells nothing stops that putred smell dieing soldiers in a trench like ditch killed cold blood by a son of a ***** nothing here will show you bliss dreams of walking, to stop this but if you leave your awol men so do you leave?... you cant die again! you join up and sign your soul away you mind is gone your body stays nothing to do but sit and prey that you make it through, and be back someday but when your home no one will know why you left or had to go but to fight a war you die but lived try and explain that to the kids why there daddy went away and had to die on that day and if he makes home hes dead 'cause hes seen death, born and bread faced it off, went toe to toe and knew the enemy had to go kill or be killed was the word pass it on and all have heard that if you live your still not whole your alive not in the hole but you have gone so far away 'cause you lost your soul that day war is gone but wars not past how long will this madness last? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Private [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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