I asked only ever to be loved honorably,
I don’t want to be resurrected,
dragged under each armpit from the trenches,
No, I just want to sleep,
just a thoughtful mind to be alongside of,
in a body of armored weaponry,
to spoon me while I dream,
to prove I can believe in some kind of silver lining,
believe in something,
I don’t want to be spoiled,
or bought and paid for,
I can pack a lunch and keep my own gun clean,
I don’t need a Daddy,
I want someone to listen,
when I am not even speaking,
someone who will love the good and bad,
there’s plenty of both in me.
to only somehow make it a reality,
to simply be able to just “be”.

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