Releiver
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A cry thats not seen A cry thats not heard The undying anguish of a soldier in pain Its only felt by isolation and confusion Only in the dreams of a soldier It may not be seen by the normal eye But in the lives of a soldier its destructive and bold They cant fill the void of the anger they feel So they run and try to escape their horror So be there to help through their trial and error And love them enough to be their releiver. |