The many things that goes through a soldiers mind.
Darkness and death creeping over the land
Children crying, women screaming, men lying in the street dead
Spirits unhindered walking about unseen my the normal eye
You close your eyes tight trying not to cry.
You lay awake late at night
Afraid the nightmares and terror will make you wake with ffright
Screams pierce the air with chilling clearness of a bell
You’d swear to god just to get out of this heal
No peace of mind in all you do.
Imagine the terror in others like you!
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