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SO DEAR TO MY HEART
So dear to my heart are my loved ones at home As I toss and I turn in my bunk all alone. Everyday I see death, hate, and corruption Combat is God’s proof of man’s malfunction For family, comrades, and myself I pray To my love with this poem I wish to convey. I knew I loved you though never how much Till by war, I’m forced beyond your touch. Where violence thrives, there’s the stench of death With the taste of fear on every breath. Who shall prevail, who shall die As the sadistic kill beneath God’s sky. Baghdad has become man’s highway to hell Where the hearts of darkness are alive and well, I count each day till it’s time to come home And be with my love and never alone. Love You Your Marine
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