Soldier

 

Sound the bugle now,

Play it just for me.

As the seasons change,

Remember how it used to be.

 

I’m a soldier,

Wounded from the battle.   

Carry me to safety,

Or leave me lying here.

 

Sound the bugle now,

Tell them I don’t care.

There’s no reason,

For me to join the fight.

 

There’s nothing left of me,

Just an empty heart.

 

I’m a soldier,

Wounded from the battle.

Carry me to safety,

Or leave me lying here.

 

                                                                                        -Brianne

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