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Mistempered emotions drown his heart
With bloody tears
From the hour-glass of his chest;
Filling an abyss of mistempered hope
As brothers in arms fall alone.

Mind blinded by dying memories,
Heart shattered by pounding guns,
He reaches out to greying skies
As bloody tears fill childs' eyes.

And to the muddy earth he falls,
Vomiting emotions,
For the blood will continue to flow...
The soldier is not alone...