Lovely soldier boy,
with those sad tears in your eyes.
Hero, protector, the things you are expected to be,
yet fragile is the only thing I see.
These days bombs seem nowhere to be found.
But we know how inside you
you carry them around.
Oh my beloved soldier.
Battling against your biggest enemy,
the lonely shadows that little by little take over your heart.
Now it has become clear that you will lose this war,
since you have come to the point
where you are about to fall appart.
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