when I get home after battle,
I'll do anything you want .
stare into your eyes,
and sing those love song.
ask you to touch my scars,
and heal them for once.
forget the sound of war machines ,
and just dance.
throw my guns in your sight,
and hide myself in your barracks,
erase all those fights,
and and take away all your headaches.
just want to be your hero.
and ask for nothing else.
no further bloodshed.
and no fallen bullet shells.
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