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Sep 2017
I went to war at the age of 22
Not sure of what I was going to do
**** or be killed my sergeant said
And I didn't want to end up by being dead
Sorry I killed your daddy

My 23rd birthday and I was given a gun
**** the enemy or be killed my son
So I was left with no choice but to ****
As my fellow comrades and I went over that hill
Sorry I killed your daddy

Your daddy was in the same position as me I'm sure
Not a pleasant way to die at the age of 24
Little child please don't weep
As you settle off to sleep
Sorry I killed your daddy
The reality of war
Written by
KIERAN1369  49/M/NORWICH
(49/M/NORWICH)   
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     --- and Cynthia Jean
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