Some signs are suddle…others are in your face.
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Is there such a thing as a painless goodbye?
One that doesn’t rip the heart, one that keeps a dry eye.
A duffel bag, an empty room, no pictures left on the wall.
An empty nursery room, a car less drive and a cell with no returned calls.
Is there such a thing as a painless goodbye?
A folded flag, solemn faces.. a final gun salute.
Empty chairs, unheard words…the final Taps tune.
There is not , not to this soul, a painless goodbye,
this soul has been on the receiving end ..more then
twice in this Life.
A wedding band, a scribbled note, wasted words for one to read.
It was already clear of the goodbye when no one came for me.
Brothers to the end we swore as we sped across those rocks…
well here I am in this chair and beside me you’re not.
That crazy IED never gave us a chance in hell nor the time of day….
we never even had the chance to , the chance to say……
goodbye.
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