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P.O.W.
Contributed by
randyjohnson
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Tuesday, 10th April 2007 @ 05:17:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
war
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I'm in Vietnam and I'm a prisoner of war.
Regaining my freedom is the only thing I have to live for.
I don't know what day it is or even what year.
How old am I? How long have I been here?
They keep me in a filthy cage and it's very crude.
I'm starving, they give me very little food.
Sometimes I want to die and get it over with.
If I can't be free, I don't want to live.
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Re: P.O.W.
(User Rating: 1 ) by desireemiote on
Tuesday, 10th April 2007 @ 11:38:04 AM AEST (User
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Freedom is truly a precious thing.
Megan, Aiden, and bun in the oven |
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