Guns:The Devil's Weapon

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Sadness spreads

Tears shed

Hear a mother's cry

Headaches

Her heart breaks

Only so much she can take

Sounds of

Shots

Pierce the night

An angel

Spreads his wings

And takes flight

Was it his time

Is this right

Or just the Devil's evil might

 

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