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Hung Out To Dry ( and die )

You call it a chance of a lifetime, I call it betrayel,

You say its like me leaving you for here, but I didn't have the choice,

Why after everything would you bury me alive, leave me after I have been in this place,

I want to be in your arms forever, yet it seems like you are running away from me,

Please God dont leave me, dont after the horrors this place has brought me, not after my soul has been trampled,

I need your love to nurse me back to myself, and not this tortured soul,

Please you are my beautiful, you are the love of my life, Please dont let me go,

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On Monday June 23rd, 2008, Army Barbie (487) writes:

Sometimes deployment makes you see what you should have seen when you're home. Sometimes what happenes to two people while one is deployed is a blessing in disguise. Trust me. I should know. And it hurts like hell but SOMETIMES in the long run it's for the best.

On Monday June 23rd, 2008, Amaryllis (148) writes:

I hope she doesn't...very beautiful, Bug... vulnerability, need, and insecurity for all to see-God how I wish she were me. (psst, that rhymed)

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