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Toy Soldiers

October 27, 2014
By LifeWrite PLATINUM, Westfield, New Jersey
LifeWrite PLATINUM, Westfield, New Jersey
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For all those times you shot me dead,

and laid my body upon the bed--

heart still beating, but pretend

it was a wound you could not mend--


I shook you off, I shot you back,

and as we fell, we laughed and laughed...

But even when the game was done,

you saw another yet to come.


Yet how romantic was that dream; 

dark to you it did not seem;

there was no fear to fill each day--

Death was still so far away.


Until arrived that letter white,

wearing words as black as night,

that led me to your fresh-dug grave,

and buried thus your dream once brave.

The author's comments:

This is for my brother.

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