Bloodstains
Bloodstains that don't wash away
Bullet casings fall like rain
Tears enough for a lifetime long
Line by line the names go on
Flag-covered coffins mark the way
The fallen hero's silent grave
Twenty one shots ring aloud
The last salute to the fallen found
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