by Ryan Gilligan
If I die in this desert so will my sins,
No more memories to haunt me no demons within,
No medals I earn here would be worn at all,
No war stories told to drunk friends sitting at a bar,
I wouldn't see the faces of everyone I killed,
The world would be better off without me to help fill,
Bury me here in the Arab sand,
Let me rot to nothing with my rifle in hand
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