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He sat stiffly at the end of the bar.
His face sagging and covered with scars.
He thought back on why he was at this place.
That fair young lady covered in satin and lace.
 
He asked the bartender for another drink.
Maybe one more shot would help him think.
She wanted a strong hero fresh from the war.
But, she had no idea just what was in store.
 
She not only got the strong man she had seen.
She got his burdens of war, which was like a bad dream.
The sleepless nights and shadows always in the corner.
She found that this hero was destined to be a loner.
 
One night she was gone, a feather in the wind.
So, he headed to the bar to let the drinking begin.

She cries herself to sleep every night,
holding on with all her might.
She worries about what the future will bring,
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***My poem "I Have Seen" had 117 5 star reviews and was amoung the top 10 peoms of all time. Now it is Gone. Poetry.com has deleted it from my profile for some unknown reason.

I emailed them to ask why but after two days I have not seen a response (big surprise).  I am posting the poem again below and may post it independent of this post. PLEASE review. I just cannot tell you how saddenend I am by this.***
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All that I desire from you,
Is the sweetness of your words,
The warmth of your gestures,
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Sundays without you,
Are sad and lack in splendor.
And my heart beats no more,
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I have seen the sun set in the frozen valleys of Bosnia.
I have seen it rise in the burning dunes of Iraq.
I have held a new born child as it breaths its first breaths of life.
I have held a dying soldier as he breathed his last.
I have tried to give life and I have taken it.
I have felt the seething anger deep inside.
I have lost love and cried.

Do these actions make me a God or a devil?
On my judgment day I will revel.
Because then the truth will be known.
And maybe just maybe I will finally find a home.

Why did you come back, if you didn't want to stay?
My feelings are real and not for you to play
Why do I still love you and still care a lot?
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Buried my daughter 1 year today,
My lips have no words to say,
so I let my ink bleed on my notes,
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Beginning the day, shaking off the cold.
Wishing dearly for someone to hold.
Letters she writes faithfully every day.
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