Soldier
It breaks my heart you've fallen so deep
Bought off a counter you're theirs to keep
Programed and molded you do what your told
If only a defect had made you worthless to fold
Stolen from me they took you I'm alone
Left here to wonder if your ever coming home
You say you'll be fine with aim so precise
But all they see is a target a field full of mice
I try to remember the smell of your skin
The taste of your lips the feeling within
The day has come men knocking on my door
I can't breath my heart aches they say your no more
Once upon a time you were minted supreme
Now all I have left of you is placed in a dream
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