For The Unbattle Project
San Diego, CA
Uniform on.
Arms in place.
You must remember it's over,
but your mind continues to race.
Take a pill
and quell your mind.
Try to break the memories
that torment and bind.
They aren't just memories,
they are the real thing.
You can still feel the pain,
every hot flesh sting.
He whispered with demand
as Sam held out his hand.
"Come with me young man,
I have your future planned."
He said, "We keep score,
protecting this earthly dome.
I teach you to go to war,
but not how to come home."
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