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I’ve lived once but died twice. I remember taking a bullet to the head in the Middle East, all those years ago.

I remember collapsing. Looking down right before falling and seeing my ACU’s covered in blood that I didn’t even know was mine.

Remember when is the lowest form of conversation.

It’s been a long time old friend. The articles haven’t had a post in years. So let’s start this over again.

You don’t get to live a bad life and have good things happen to you.

-my epitaph

I’m proud to be from Chicago.

It ruined my life literally, but I’m Proud

My Mama can’t you see

What the Army has done to me.

Put me in a barbers chair.

Snip. Snap and I had no hair.

If I die in a combat zone.

Box me up and ship me home.

Put me in a set of dress blues.

Comb my hair and shine my shoes.

Pin my medals upon my chest.

Tell my Mama I did my best.

My Mama don’t you cry.

Army motto is do or die.

- 1st - 178th - 2009 - Afghanistan -

And everybody saw me sick

And it felt like no one gave a shit

They criticized the things I did

As an idiot kid.

Home Art Gallery.

Truth, covered in insecurity.

I can’t let you smother me.

Like to but it couldn’t work.

Trading off and taking turns.

Don’t regret a thing, and I got this friend, you see. who makes me feel.

And I wanted more than I could steal.

I’ll arrest myself and we’ll wear a shield.

I’ll go out of my way to make you a deal.

We’ll make a pact and learn from who?

And everyone, without new rules.

And we’ll share what’s love and what we grew.

They’ll go out of their way to prove they still smell her on you.

♥️

If you can use some exotic booze..

There’s a bar in far Bombay.

“They want me to goto the Met Gala, when I want a Percocet and a gallon, that Activis or Hi-Tech it don’t matter.”

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