That sudden weight
Of a gun
That sudden feeling
Of guilt
Everything you were
Is gone
Child of the gun
Child of the gun
That emptied soul
With a gun
That take over
Of the gun
Everything you were
Is gone
Child of the gun
Child of the gun
Gone is your cradle
Gone is your mother
Gone is the milk
That you drank from her
Child of the gun
Child of the gun
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Quite haunting, especially with the repetition.
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thank you I’m glad you liked it
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I though chilling actually. Thinking of the child soldiers in conflict zones.
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thank you, yes, its unbelievable what they’ve done to them why make children go through that I mean children taught to shoot doun adultz
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