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War
shawn

Bombs, bullets, dashing threw the sky

Wondering and thinking at any second how I could die

Family and friends images passing threw my mind

And then the fear rushes threw you of getting shot from behind

My eyes havenít closed, almost glued open since I stepped in Iraq

Reminiscing on the day me and my girl cruising in the Cadillac

It has been nearly two years I have been over here

And George bush still says itís not near

As if he forgot about us troops and donít care

Well Iím not going to cuss or swear right here

So the last thing Iíll say is I hope you Bush, arenít the president next year


Tags: patriotism


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