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He was an American soldier He stood for the red white and the blue . He carried a a tremendous secret that nobody but him knew. He was an american soldier the war he fought was inside his head The needle was the gun and the heroine was the lead He was an American soldier happiness a camouflage he hid behind so well His lonely heart his fox hole His personal trench of hell He was an American soldier A symbol of the free and the brave A prisoner of his addiction His life only his to save He was an American soldier Who's life came to an end He was an American soldier I called him my best friend .
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Mar 30, 2013
Mar 30, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
American soldier
He was an American soldier He stood for the red white and the blue . He carried a a tremendous secret that nobody but him knew. He was an american soldier the war he fought was inside his head The needle was the gun and the heroine was the lead He was an American soldier happiness a camouflage he hid behind so well His lonely heart his fox hole His personal trench of hell He was an American soldier A symbol of the free and the brave A prisoner of his addiction His life only his to save He was an American soldier Who's life came to an end He was an American soldier I called him my best friend .
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Mar 30, 2013
Mar 30, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
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