I've been to war and made it back
War, lead lunging into people's chest
I've got scars from battle
Scar's from knives, shots and explosions
Lost blood.. Too much blood
Lost blood.. So much blood
Wounds, Gashes and amputations
My scars tell a story
The story of the United States
A story of the struggle
I've lost blood, jus like we've lost lives
I have scars, jus like ground 0 of the WTC
The memories haunt me forever
I have memories,dreams, nightmares of the enemy slowly falling to the ground
The same way we have memories of watching are twins getting tripped up. . .
Not really much.. jus was writing for the fun of it,Eventhough I wrote in a soldier's point of view.. I'm not even old enough to be a soldier..