Was it me just waiting and waiting
Or was it just a rusty call keeps me awake
The fallen beauty of our age
Were like a maple leaves of spring
I still lost in a maze of thoughts
Where I used to wait for your coming back
Yours duty always jerked me awake
As a fear of losing you shivers me down
But as we can't see the future
Who knew the last call will be of you being martyred
It still felt like a dream
When they said those forbidden words to me
That your immortal soul is gone
That you sacrificed yourself on border for country
I still do wait even after 5yrs
That you'll call me and say, "hey honey I'm back"

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© Ira