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My Old Life

The Army's how i live my life
Im trained to shoot and kill
But what happens when this killing machine starts to grow a soul
I haven't been deployed as yet
So my hands are still so clean
But what happens when they send for me
And the boy you love is no more.
Written by tellymayes (Telly)
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