Fighting while I Miss You


United States
38° 1' 37.2144" N, 122° 32' 54.9132" W

Stand straight, stand tall, stand proud
don't you dare give up.
your strength, my strength...

it is all we have

back straight,
feet together,
now they are apart

must be perfect

we fight, we slay,
we stand proud.
we think, we feel

oh wait, now we don't

eyes on us
tears when we leave
tears when we come home

i will try not to leave forever

left, left, left, right, left
march in a line
pushups, situps, running

reach your limits and go beyond

sad thing is...
coming home is not my decision
my life is in the hands of someone,
someone who hates us...


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