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 |  | Comes the knock upon the door Fear rises, no it cannot be!
 Knees buckle, I fall to the floor
 Look out, now and I will see
 They've come for another, but not for me
 
 Oh God, uniforms there I see
 Weeping tears in hot streams flow
 Opening the door, I Pray, it cannot be!
 Medals and shining insignia glow
 Ribbons lined up row on row
 
 "May we come in" I hear one of them say
 And now it comes, and now I'll know
 It is with deepest regret, isn't that the way
 Isn't that what he's going to say
 Darkness, Oh Darkness comes this day
 
 Anguish, anguish heart torn asunder
 I listen to the words, as I cry
 Could it be, is it possible, I wonder
 Will I never see him again?
 Is it true, did he really die?
 
 Six, carry one, in flag draped glory
 Pride so strong, from the belated story
 Sacrificing all, He was not wrong
 Six others won't Cry
 For six others aren't gone.
 |  | By James Darnell Copyright 2004
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