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Inner reflections
Of times come and gone
The memories
Hellos and no goodbyes
Comrades left behind
They won't see the home front
Families are crying
For those who fought by my side
The guilt and shame
Of being alive" where's all the fame!!!
For the families
And what about the lies
I look in the mirror
With hate in my eyes
The stuff
The stuff
Buried deep inside
Reaches out
In desperation
To see
A new sunrise