Child of the gun

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

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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