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My Nightmares...
By Winter Born
The dreams return agian.
Fire, blood, screams.
My friends faces on the bodies I remember digging free...
failed them all.
the xplosions knocked us off our feet.
we had been walking to get food.
Nothing to look forward to...
just another MRE...(Meal ready to eat)
crap in a bag, just add water.
The smoke came to us drifting on the prevaling winds of this hell on earth.
slowly moving to make sure that everything was still attached we got to
our feet.
helping each other to stand till our hearing returned and the world stopped
spinning.
Then the screams made it through the fog.
We ran to the source of the fires.
Another suicide bomb...
the rubble of the builing alive with fire, screams, moans, and pain.
I remember.
I will remember.
And God be damned for that.
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© 2007 deployed to hell
Published on Sunday, March 4, 2007.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
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A former member wrote:
Wow... This was very strong. Must be aweful... Good thing You[re with Us now ^^
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A former member wrote:
MREs arent the best... but i havent had to eat them for months on end. war is a powerful form of dread
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