Sean Barnett, 'A Soldier's Thoughts Before Breakfast'

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A Soldier's Thoughts Before Breakfast

You weren’t the first,
God knows you weren’t the last

Of all the others,
Your mark stays with me

It was the shot,
I never should’ve taken

And every morning since,
It’s your eyes I see

The death of you,
Has become the life of me.

by Sean Barnett