Your Gun

You took my life
When I was young
Thought it fun
To bring your gun

There in school
Right by the door
You blew my guts
All into ruts

I had no chance
To tell you stop
You killed yourself
More blood to mop

What good is death
To children, young
You made no point
Except, your gun

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May children killed in school know peace in leaving this life, and may those who love them be comforted.

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