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Oct 2019
My child is far away
Bullets flying through the air
Explosion happening everywhere
Sirens ringing through the night
Brothers and sisters dieing in their sight
I pray to god to bring them home
Worrying everyday since they have gone
Not knowing where they will be
Please bring them home to me
I try not to cry everyday
From fear of losing them today
Dreaming every night
Knowing they are having to fight
Their fight has begun
Hoping to see them again
Please god bring them home
Bring them safely home
Home to me

Written by
Michael Matthews
Written by
Michael Matthews
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