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May 2018
A trigger, gleaming in the black light
Pulled, for the sake of many,
though, not for all
Something clicked inside,
lost in the fire of arms
A sound of silence.
Explosions rock the field
my eyes lock with the hunt,
my bullet flying straight and true
nothing touches as it flies,
His eyes flit to mine,
blood drenched shirt;
shining scarlet.

He falls.

His thoughts cutting a deep trench in my mind
children...family...love.....
all lost in the sound of silence
His body lies forgotten
lingering like the falling smoke
to be brushed away to the sky

My gun still cocked,
safety still down.
A needle, trailing a thread
stringing up the souls of the dead.
Never forgotten

The sound of silence

Ringing,
through the sky
Dedicated to the veterans who served and who fell.
May their souls rest in peace
Antonyme
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Antonyme  14/M/6 feet below
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