I stood before the last of remains
Paced the floor
As the wisdom drained
No pleasure
For the pain
Every drop of life
Does not have a name
So the passing
Is question in right
and the killer
is the cold and
lonely night
rest upon the pyre
take the eagle wing
sing in the fire
let the memories ring
nothing left to say
I just walk among the markers
wishing I could run away
no lighting or thunder
no grave to rave
just eh breaking
of rain as I cry
like I am insane
Jason Chase, a man filled with personal demons, only wanted to finish his manuscript. But all his carefully laid plans disappear when a stranger showed up at his front door claiming to be his long-lost father.
It is five years since Delta Force stopped a deadly missile attack in the Middle East. Now team leader Jason Patrick is living a quieter life in North Carolina with his family, stationed at Fort Bragg.
But that is about to change when a new,
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