The Soldier

by Aina C   Oct 4, 2005


He was a soldier,
protecting me from violence.
He was a fighter,
trying to keep me safe.
He was a lover,
made my heart go crazy.
He was a gentleman,
always put me first.
But most of all,
he was a liar.
He didn't come back.
Because he was a soldier,
who tried his best to be my everything.

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