Moving Through the eyes of a Military Kid

April 29, 2018
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She told us we were done
Moving and saying goodbye place after place was never fun.

The constant stream of tears
The tone of voice which foretold that the end of happiness here was near

Whether it was out of love or hands
The end result is what stands

As the fake promises of returning add up
Despair fills me from dawn till sun up

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