Last Letter.
She said she would wait
as I stepped onto the boat.
I said that every week I would write her a note.
She knew there was a chance that i woulden`t come back.
She hated the idea of me fighting for Iraq.
I said to her,
"that somethings are worth dying for,
and that my life I would give,
as long as i`m saving others so they can live".
"though I don`t like war,
we all have to do what we do".
"So honey,
I`ve done what I`ve been sent to do,
though I died in the process,
honey I died loving you".
Those were the words I sent to my love the day before I died,
and at the end of those words it read
"please don`t cry".
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