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Please don't forget me darling, I'm so far away from you, I'm here in the desert, fighting for what I feel is right, No matter where I am, no matter how far apart we are, You haunt me in these nightmares, that pollute my mind at night. So as I stand here, on the edge of an abyss, I wait to hear your voice, it frees me from this hell that I... am living in. And although, you cannot hear me cry, I weep for you, I cry these tears of sorrow, for the love that I have lost, I feel as though you've left me, and that I'm all alone, Deserted and lonely, in this Godforsaken country, As the fighting rages on, I cover my head and cry, Wishing that I could be, in your arms tonight. The battle rages on, bullets flying all around, the **** has really hit the fan, And we're all going down... at last I find the courage, to peek out from the hole. What I see, paralyses me with fear, I'm the last one left. This is the end. I gather up my gun and ask the Lord for forgiveness, for the sins I have committed. I'm sorry for having killed thee, or for causing thee offence. I was just doing my job, for the country that I love. I am just a soldier. Who would do it all again.
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Jun 14, 2011
Jun 14, 2011 at 4:43 PM UTC
I am just a Soldier.
Please don't forget me darling, I'm so far away from you, I'm here in the desert, fighting for what I feel is right, No matter where I am, no matter how far apart we are, You haunt me in these nightmares, that pollute my mind at night. So as I stand here, on the edge of an abyss, I wait to hear your voice, it frees me from this hell that I... am living in. And although, you cannot hear me cry, I weep for you, I cry these tears of sorrow, for the love that I have lost, I feel as though you've left me, and that I'm all alone, Deserted and lonely, in this Godforsaken country, As the fighting rages on, I cover my head and cry, Wishing that I could be, in your arms tonight. The battle rages on, bullets flying all around, the **** has really hit the fan, And we're all going down... at last I find the courage, to peek out from the hole. What I see, paralyses me with fear, I'm the last one left. This is the end. I gather up my gun and ask the Lord for forgiveness, for the sins I have committed. I'm sorry for having killed thee, or for causing thee offence. I was just doing my job, for the country that I love. I am just a soldier. Who would do it all again.
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j-hawkins
English
Jun 14, 2011
Jun 14, 2011 at 4:43 PM UTC
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