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Thursday, April 19, 2012

The Battle Field


On the battle field...death lurks around deciding on whose gonna go underground...

Souls taken to the sky...soft music played like a lullaby over the sound of a million cries...

As forty rounds fire off in the sky, every time a soldier die.........red roses on the
side of the casket...

DON'T fold me no flag to give to my mother...don't send no calls to my sister saying you lost a brother...

No words, right now would be the best sound...for the gathering of a new angel
leaving the ground...

Cause on the battle field ...soldiers fight to live while the family pray for their kids...

When a soldier goes to war...fighting for us to live... we risk everything including
losing the ones we love.


On the battle field... all of thee above can happen...

RIP... to all the Lost Soldiers. bless (Lov3)

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