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I talk to you , you don't talk back
It's 12:15 and were about to attack
Hidden beneath this war we see beauty
But yet we are in our countries call of duty
It may be hidden but it's certainly there
A cat a dog a bird or a hare
But why can't we see that it is around
covered over by blood , a rifle shot sound
The feeling of pain and the feeling of scare
The loved ones we miss , that we wish we had there
Then all of a sudden a shot is hit
I quickly look up and into the sky
My life is now over in the blink of a eye.