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Smoke Gets in Your Eyes For
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Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Smoke Gets in Your Eyes For
There's a fire in my brain.
That smoulders .......all the time.
But Its not like, that other fire....
which in my belly burned.
That kept me warm on cold nights.
To feed a hunger, that consumed.
My thirst........ for life.
It's a fire, in my brain.
That smoulders all the time.
Brought on by a knife.....
That stabbed me in the heart!
Snuffed the flame,and now
It smoulders .
Giajl © Jim Love
Extract from the diaries of "Jock Love A Soldier & A Poet" :
PTSD An Unknown Challenge; The Hurt .
