Dying on neutral ground,
Bullets fly around me,
The dirt sprays in all directions,
I run as they cut us down.
One bullet pierced my heart,
Pierced my soul,
The next through my back,
And many more,
I fell in no man’s land,
Prayed to God,
Whoever the hell that might be.
Asked for forgiveness,
Rolled onto my side
Everything in slow motion,
I looked at the sky,
Blue and pure,
I could feel my body,
Losing strength,
Bleeding out,
I floated up,
Escape,
I was free.
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