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4th of July
Watching the WW2 planes fly above my head,
Then the fireworks in the sky overhead,
They're beautiful, but pale in comparison to your eyes,
I wish you could be here with me to watch the skies.
Feeling each firewook boom,
Reminding me of the feeling of my heart seeing you as I first walked into the room.
Our soldiers faught for our freedom,
And I am another kind of soldier, fighting for the freedom,
Of my heart,
Even though this night, we're apart.
The freedom to say,
All that I want to say,
To you,
These words so true.
Then the fireworks in the sky overhead,
They're beautiful, but pale in comparison to your eyes,
I wish you could be here with me to watch the skies.
Feeling each firewook boom,
Reminding me of the feeling of my heart seeing you as I first walked into the room.
Our soldiers faught for our freedom,
And I am another kind of soldier, fighting for the freedom,
Of my heart,
Even though this night, we're apart.
The freedom to say,
All that I want to say,
To you,
These words so true.
Published 4th Jul 2019
| Edited 12th Jun 2020
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