That poor soldierA Poem by Rob FunkHe was so happy, I was so snappy, This man dared to tell me, I'm scared, F**k maybe I should have cared, I should have never said the things I did, Write your mom a letter because it wont get better, This was going to end bad, He was just a kid, Hence why it makes me so sad, How I was so cold, Hell I was just doing what I was told, But then it was his flag we had to fold, Well I guess fortune favors the bold, Or so I am told.
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1 Review Added on July 17, 2013 Last Updated on July 17, 2013 AuthorRob FunkUnited States, PAAboutMostly I write to Heal, however futile the effort proves. more..Writing
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