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It is not my fault
I love this part of my job
the wind rushing past
Pulling tears from my dark eyes
My crew rules the road!

flashes in the dark
lead and copper flies wild
pings and zings near me
bright red streaks reach out to me
Poor aim saves our lives

Had enough of this
The roar of my weapon fire
the kick against me
My rounds reach out to stop this
The night goes quiet...




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On Saturday March 31st, 2007, Army Barbie (501) writes:
And you love the danger. Hooah. Hahahaha. Be safe.


On Friday March 30th, 2007, Urban Shipwreck (991) writes:
Interesting way of giving us all a perspective on what most of us will never know. Thank you for doing what you do. ~Ship!



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