With dreams strapped to your belt,
Here before danger, you stand.Is this what you dreamed of?
Did you dream of this gun in your hand?
There are cries all around you,
And somehow you just got shot.
Fire rages within your chest,
And there you’ve died for what you sought.
A mother cries,
For her son who became a man;
Who is now in eternity,
But she will see him again.
Did you dream you’d fall
When the walls began to close in?
Now broken upon death,
Another soldier has fallen again.
.Alyss.
1.23.11
1.23.11
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