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Dec 2014
I watched a war movie once
that was the last time

it is isn't like that
it isn't like that at all
you don't get any last words
any final redeeming syllable
those who are lucky die instantly
those who aren't mutter nothing as they slip away
my buddy didn't have any last words
my face shrouded in light wasn't the last thing he saw

it was a ******* bullet
SHOT FROM GOD KNOWS WHERE
BY GOD KNOWS WHO
and notice I never mentioned his name
the media does this to desensitize you
to make 100 deaths feel indistinguishable from each other
his name was Ryan Glass
and he was headed home in 17 days

he did not have a wife
but he had a girlfriend he was beginning to love
he had a son from a past marriage
that was about to turn 6
and was just learning that the man
who drove him to school every weekday wasn't his "real dad"
and now he's excited to meet his father
but Ryan is ******* dead

That's the reality of war
Written by
Tark Wain
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