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turtle & data my mother once told me : "comes a war, you're not going, i'll take care of that ! i'll cut off your forefingers, how will you shoot ?" me, i forgot who i was, can't remember who i am... because I've been a hero in more than one zillion wars dead already, before i was born parading your streets...sedated barely able to recognize one living from one dead ... dead ! still there are words that stuck no matter what ... she said : oh my darling, oh my sweetheart don't tell me you're going, don't tear us apart we are of the same kind, we're like lost fingers hold me dear, hold me and it will all go away blood money so many a poor boy so many a poor girl saw their lives sucked in that monster : blood money who's next ? http://www.turtleramblers.com |
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