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War Boots

February 9, 2018
By Anonymous


Sitting in the mud with my black boots
I hear gun fire
I look to the sky
I’m not ready to die


My black boots will see me off
My black heart will takeoff
Death, my new friend
I have met the end


Laying on the ground with my black boots
I feel the searing pain
The explosion of the gun and of the pain
The blood begins to stain


My black boots will see me off
My black heart will take off
Death, my new friend
I have met the end


She will not miss me
I leave nothing behind
I wish I had longer
I wish I was stronger



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