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Boy Soldiers

On the day that my family died, They didn't give me a chance to dry. I WAS 12 They told me that I was now on their side, That I no longer had to hide. I WAS ALONE There were other boys the same as me, They hit us and forced us not to be me but we. I WAS SCARED They gave me a gun, They told me not to run. I WAS MISSING MY MUM They showed us who we should go and kill, They said it would be fun and such a thrill. I FELT NUMB They told us we would get a reward, They said we were men no and only to look forward. I FELT COLD They sent us all to fight against grown men, They told us we would win, not if but only when. I WAS DEAD

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