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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
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Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 1:10 AM UTC
SORRY I KILLED YOUR DADDY
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
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49/M/NORWICH
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 1:10 AM UTC
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