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[aid] => mick
[title] => Marching through my head
[time] => 2005-03-14 21:20:15
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[bodytext] => As I set upright in my bed, There is a pounding in my head. Is it the sound of the marching dead? To me It is no surprise, That it is hours until sunrise. I set up until my head does nod. Hoping this night it will not throb. I say a prayer as I lay down my head, Hoping this night there will be no more pounding in my head. I see the flash,I hear the scream, Oh my God why this dream. As I lay down to try to sleep, I know this demon I can defeat. I pray once more that I will not be setting up in bed, With my head pounding, with the sound of the marching dead. Andy Williams 173rd.Airborne ( Casper ) [comments] => 2 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 57 [informant] => twisterchaser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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