Waiting is part of the hell you endure
When fighting a war.
So many thoughts enter your mind,
In spite of the incessant noise.
The only objective is to move ahead.
And that comes with a price.
The sounds took years to forget
As the screams of death linger long.
They can't make a movie that depicts
What a man is going through
After months of facing death every day
And the fear of it.
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Jane
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