marisol agosto


Cry for the little kids scared and alone
Cry for the brave soilders who wont come home
Cry for the people who couldnt hold on any longer
Cry for Sara if only if she were stronger
Cry for the mother whos son died at war
Cry for Ashley she couldnt take it anymore
Cry for these people come on shed a tear
But smile at first for the people who made it and are here

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