Quote by Wardog
Roses are red, let's shout it out loud.
And, when the bugle call plays, stand straight, tall and proud.
Onward we go into the fight,
Battling for what we think is right.
Inspite of the pain or the mind numbing fear,
We do what needs done, without shedding a tear.
The friends who die near you can't deter you at all,
You MUST still function your best, inspite of it all.
And when the fight's over, there's no time to grieve,
You just send the dead home, then pack up and leave.
Your time is spent hoping YOUR love is true,
And if they are, you're one of the few.
Tears are for weaklings, you can't let them fall,
You must be a machine, with no heart at all.
Sometimes at night I can still hear their screams
When I'm once again having those God awful dreams.
My heart is now fragile it's held too much pain,
So, when I get scared I'm running again.
And, it's not tough to scare me at least not INSIDE,
For that is my weak spot, where terror still hides.

Quote by bill11
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