I'm shot

August 1, 2008
To watch the back of my eye lids
As my eyes start to close
To feel my breaths get slower
as my soul starts to go
A breath every few seconds
smaller then the first,
Feeling like my lungs are willing to burst
Trying to breath to stay alive
A bullet in my lungs I can't revive!
This is my time and this I can't survive.
The smell of gun powder in the air,
Thinking in my head this isn't fair
To think some one took my life.
But I will go with my head held high
Risking my life for my country I was ready to die

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