times of change
Mom, today I just killed a child. From now on, I'll never be the same. Mom, I just killed a child. I aimed a gun at his head and shot. The child was me. I don't think I'll regret it anymore. Mom, life is just beging I turn the other way in shame, I can't stand this face, this body, my age , my soul but life is just beginning
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