2011年5月6日 星期五

We Were Soldiers

The fighting was fierce
The exchange of fire had come to an end
It had become dead quiet
I crippled carefully over to check
Yes, all were killed and dead
Yet there was one moved a bit
I kicked away his gun, he was dying
I knelt down and took him up in my arm
He opened his eyes slowly
With a fainted smile
Dropped dead
My enemy died in my arm
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