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He thought he had held the secret well
The pain and ware of his time in hell
To feel ashamed of all he'd done
alone and away from eyes that shun
The explosion, the fire, the burning skin
the I E D destroyed the vehicle he was in
The 'gifts" he recieved from that war
pain, fear, hurt, and scars
He tried to hide the fear and hurt
Bury them deep within the dirt
Yet everytime he closed his eyes
the fire would fall from smoke filled skys
The vehicle exploded again and again
He hears the screams of his best friend
Jolted awake from the endless nightmares
covered in sweat, he sits and stares
All the terror of that sight
reborn, relived in sleep each night
The wounded screams and silent dead
locked forever in his head
