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Sep 2013
Why do I have to be sorry for your decisions?
You chose this, you knew what could happen.
You were so naive, so proud of what could be glory
Baloney!
What the **** are you fighting for? Peace?
Not gonna happen. This is money driven, death driven.
Nothing I stand for.
Don't involve me in your regret or sadness.
I didnt ship you off to war.
Written by
poetic justice  california
(california)   
  859
   ---, Anna, Emma, Nemo and Anderson M
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