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In Vietnam
Wasn't for me
But Uncle Sam

I watched him die
With blood on my hands
I really didn't hate him
Nor was I a fan

Now that I'm back home
I often think of him
Surmise what could have been
Looking back it all seems rather dim

In war if you are to survive
You must commit all kinds of sin
Keep your emotions tightly sealed
So you may walk away in the end

All of this comes
With a heavy price to pay
All of its horror
Haunts you every single day
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I Killed A Man
Date: Monday, 6th July 2015 @ 12:58:06 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: JamesStockdale
I killed a man
In Vietnam
Wasn't for me
But Uncle Sam

I watched him die
With blood on my hands
I really didn't hate him
Nor was I a fan

Now that I'm back home
I often think of him
Surmise what could have been
Looking back it all seems rather dim

In war if you are to survive
You must commit all kinds of sin
Keep your emotions tightly sealed
So you may walk away in the end

All of this comes
With a heavy price to pay
All of its horror
Haunts you every single day


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