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Mar 2018
Army Army here I come
Got my pistol got my gun
Watch my brothers die in combat
I just wish we'd all go back

To the days of old when we first met
But now we are all in regret
We understand the battle is home
And some are just left there alone

We fight for what our freedom
To some thats truly dumb
To most its not fun
And I am here just holding my gun

We leave the ones we love at home
Just sitting there all alone
Waiting for us to return to our camp
Waiting for us to return as a man

Althhough we are traumatised by killing
Some of us are even willing
To go out and take a life
Even though I want use my knife

My gun is what keeps me safe
Although I don't feel so great
I take my gun and charge
And into battle to stop the harm

So Army Army here I come
Got my pistol got my gun
I got my family got my friends
But its really nice that we always win.
Written by
Zachary Beerbower  17/M/Fort Scott,KS
(17/M/Fort Scott,KS)   
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