Military Child

April 17, 2010
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Unstable Home
Disfunctional Family
Parents gone all the time

We're all called "brats"
We're all the same
We live the life of the Military Child

We move around
About every three years
Ripped from roots again

No stable home
No permanent friends
We live the life of the Military Child

Be it Army, Airforce, Navy or Marines
We're all "brats" and all the same
We life the life...

Of a Military Child

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WhiteBear said...
Jun. 9, 2010 at 1:43 pm
Hey, I read some of ur comments on other peoples work nd this poem is very sad and real at the same time. I can imagine what ur life would have been like, i think it is good that you are turning your experience and pain into writing and poems, well done, good poem. i hope u keep writing.
Skeezics replied...
Jun. 9, 2010 at 5:28 pm
I really appreciat the comment. Feel free to comment on others if you want. :)
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