Marines

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Three more days and you're off to the seas
What calls you louder?Me or the Marines ?
I know for sure about your priorities
Pack your bags and don't you
worry !

At the shore I'll wait,underneath
our tree ,
Where we spent hours talking
beneath.
Don't shed your tears ,I know you'll miss me .
Cause our love is true , in truth
I believe.

Promise you'll write me
letters .
They would make my heart
flutter .
If you're hungry ,I'll pack some
cheddar.
It may calm your seasick
stomach.

I'll miss everything, especially your warmth.
Darling won't you hurry and run into my arms.
Love me a thousand times for you are
all i've got
Tell me all your stories before
you depart .
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A/n  : this poem is about my non existent girlfriend who is about to leave and join the marine corps :)

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