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American SoldiersEveryday more soldiers have to leave / to fight this war so we can be free. / they pack light to set out on their way

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A Son, A Soldier, And An AngelAs the last star of the night slowly faded away, / He was quiet but still kept that look of pain and fear / How will I ever get him cared for if I keep him in this place?

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OpportunitiesI look at how things have changed / thinking of how life was before. / It feels like my life has been arranged,

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Not Scared AnymoreThe child sat and read her book / trying not to make a sound / she could tell by the look

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Past And FutureLooking out in front of me yet nothing looks clear, walking on toward it all yet it moves as I get near I feel as if its lingering a few steps ahead What awaits me there is what I seem to dread / Thinking of turning back I take a look behind, A bottle full of misery is all I seem to find. / Looking in the distance up ahead of me I realize what it is, its my future I see What awaits me there at this time I dont know, So I begin my journey forward carefully taking it slow. Then all at once it comes to me finally at last, That bottle full of misery appears to be my past.

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Promising toTo you I give my heart,my soul, and mind. Promising to always love you,always true and kind. To you I give my all plus each breath I take. Promising to stand by you through your worst mistakes. To you I give everything as I place it in your hands. Promising to always be proud to have you as my man. To you I give my arms to hold you every night Promising to never stray to far from your sight. To you I give my body and soul til the day it rests in peace Promising to always be your angel guarding you as you sleep.

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What HappenedNever did I think you'd start pushing me away, / Now it seems to happen more each day. / Dont think for a second that I get mad,

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How ManyHow many more tears do I have to cry, / how many more years til I understand why? / How many more of those long sleepless nights?

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So Many MenSo many have fought for us and so many have died. So many tears there loved ones have cried. Considering the pain of all the places they have been, Do you honestly believe we give enough thanks to these men? Left and right our men are falling down, So many of their bodies never to be found Could you look a dying man in the face? Could you tell him that you would have taken his place? There's not a single day that these men dont feel pain Yet for us they get up and shake it off like a grain. So the next time your mad willing to shoot someone and fight, Think really hard and Pray and hope you do what's right.

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UntitledThere was a distance between her and her soul. Her heart was so dark,almost like coal. / Never shedding a tear or ever experiencing her own fears, so alone however she still remained here. There was the inner child reaching out but never getting nowhere always so afraid and alone knowing nobody cared. / Her days were always so dark never bright from the sun. So many tears shed from the pain, never to be undone. Nothing to block the rain or no shelter from the bad storms. Now living in a life that has been shattered and torn. Deep down inside of that shattered and torn life, she could feel the jagged edge from a fiercely sharp knife. Vowing to never let anyone destroy her in the end, She gave herself to god for she knew he was her friend.

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